Winds Tell A Tale

Winds tell a tale
Of gales coming over
Howling over cliffs of Dover
Rains descend without fail
To rush upon the ground
Drenching all around
The mighty storm rises
With gust of winds
And torrent rains abound
With no end that cannot be found.



I watch the rains come down
With raging torment upon the ground.
Belting loud their languish song
Drip, drop, drip drop.

The rains I see melt into one
Each drop melting into the next.
Dropping into steady stream
Drip, drop, drip, drop.