This rain is so impelling...dear have you that felt?

This rain is so impelling
Ain't she?
The rains
As sweet as honey dripping
To refresh best
Those thirsty streets...
Are they not getting wet?

And you dear you...
Are you not getting the soft
Seeping into like a murmur -
A shiver deep inside...
As if you are Rained...
Inside...
As if you are blessed...
Fullest...
As if the Rained you
Got You...
Loved
And
Suitably
Caressed...

As your mother
By her holiness
Seeded you to love...
Once...

The seed is Awakened...
Is it not?
By the rains?
To get nourishment...
To get birth...
To get fulfilling a heart...