Rain

mere drops of water drop from the sky,
but human connotations are much too high.
rain of sheer delight and ecstacy,
drops of enigma and mystery.
cooling, soothing and satiating,
or boring, obnoxious and irritating?
different moods, feelings and interpretations,
of tiny drops falling from the heavens.
like tears of relief and satisfaction,
like a smile of accepting a vision,
pearls of blessings,
or stones of curses?
what is it?
everything in life is seen,
like a raindrop or a beam.
everything good, everything bad,
everything happy, everything sad.
the rain comes dancing down to earth,
giving abundance to dearth,
and despair to abundance.
but its aim is joy and bliss,
not to leave earth without a complete journey,
same for humans,
one's food, anothers poison,
one's sunrise, other's sunset,
one's springtime, other's winter,
one's bllom, another's wither.
the rain is symbolic of life's events,
it may be unwanted or godsend,
but in the final and true bargain,
the rain remains the rain..