Pray For Divine Gift
Sullen clouds are gathering fast over the black fringe of the forest. O child, do not go out! The palm tress in a row by the lake are smiting their heads against the dismal sky;the crows with their dragged wings are silent on the tamarind branches, and the eastern bank of the river is haunted by a deepening gloom.
How beautiful is the rain!/After the dust and the heat, /In the broad and fiery street, /In the narrow lane, /How beautiful is the rain!
Living creatures are nourished by food, and food is nourished by rain;rain itself is the water of life, which comes from selfless worship and service.
He covers the sky with clouds;He supplies the earth with rain, and makes the grass grow on the hills.