Baskadia

As raindrops dance upon the earth's terrain, They bring life to flowers, fields, and grain. Each droplet a messenger from the heavens above, Nourishing the land with its eternal love. The scent of petrichor fills the air, As rain cleanses and purifies with care. The world awakens, refreshed and anew, With every drop, a promise of life, it imbues. Rain's rhythm on rooftops, a lullaby, Serenading us to sleep as clouds drift by. We find solace in its gentle embrace, As it washes away worries, leaving only grace. So let the rain fall, a symphony in the sky, A gift from nature, to please the eye. In its presence, we find beauty and peace, Rain, a precious treasure, never to cease.