I step outside this gray spring morning.

How melodious the sound of rain meeting the metal roof;

How delightful to my ears this song of water drops each colliding and melding together,

Flowing to the gutters and spilling onto the soil.

How beautiful the sensation of this dance;

Water kissing my skin.

If I listen close I can hear the earth drinking and absorbing

It all in;

As does my heart and soul,

Quenching this thirst.