RAIN'S GENTLE SONG

A soft murmur of subtle drops on the rooftop, a pulsating beat that lulls the soul. The night outside is painted in shades of grey, each pellet a tiny reflection of the moon's pale glow. As the current carries odors of petrichor, a wave of tranquility washes over {allthat listen to this prelude. This soft symphony enchants the mind, transporting it