Underneath the rain’s embrace, I stroll along this earthly plane,
a rhythm in each droplet’s trace, a melody in nature’s reign.
I feel the heartbeat of the land, a connection deep and true,
as I walk this path hand in hand, belonging to the world I knew.
I’m dancing with the rain, a partner in this cosmic waltz,
a symphony of life’s refrain, where every step is an exalted pulse.
Belonging to the Earth, my roots run deep and free,
in the rain, I find my rebirth, a timeless bond embracing me.
Each raindrop whispers secrets old, tales of ages gone by,
the stories that the Earth has told, written in the open sky.
I’m not just a wanderer passing through, I’m part of this grand design,
with every step, a connection renewed, beneath the rain’s soft chime.
I’m dancing with the rain, a partner in this cosmic waltz,
a symphony of life’s refrain, where every step is an exalted pulse.
Belonging to the Earth, my roots run deep and free,
in the rain, I find my rebirth, a timeless bond embracing me.
As the raindrops cleanse my soul, I’m stripped of pretense and disguise,
becoming whole, I’m finally whole, beneath these weeping skies.
The rhythm of the world, a song that never ends,
in this dance, I’m unfurled, as the rain and I transcend.
So let the raindrops fall like tears, upon this sacred ground,
with each passing storm that nears, a love eternal is found.
I’ll keep on walking, hand in hand, with the Earth’s tender embrace,
in rain or shine, I’ll understand, that belonging is my grace.
