barren earth crave for it, br frogs in crevices cry for it, br farmer looks up skywards, br fish seedlings thirst for it, and br plant seedlings dream of it. br br distraught i long for rains in br the early twilight of the day br in drizzles and pours, for br its cool wind and breeze br fresh warmth of the rain br to get wet and relax body br mind and soul, enjoy rustic br smell of earth, to play with br her and watch her pretty br silhouette, straining eyes br and walk hand in hand br sharing her umbrella.