listen to the rhythm of the pouring rain
a pleasant little sound like my life so plain
drop by drop the rain keeps coming down
with our falling spirits bringing so many frowns
at least Noah is safe and dry in his Ark
while Physicists are searching for the elusive quark
and we are so secure in our blissful ignorance
but is this vast universe really left to chance?
I suppose the questions will continue until the very end of time
with the meaning forever lost in this silly enigmatic rhyme
so just what is the lesson hidden within the rain
if things go wrong in our lives, who is to blame?
perhaps it’s time to wash away our wrongs and bow low
and start all over with a fresh rainbow