RAINING JEWELS, WILL COME BACK

Falling down, one too many,
like the cold tearing drops of sky,
invisible pearls wind leading the way,
each with a jingle in itself,
with no reason to cry,

I try to capture, the jewel in my hand,
melts away with a touch,
so pure this jewel of nature is,
I sit and wait to watch,
no care of time where it takes me now,

It washes away my fear,
too happy I am for this to see,
dont wish to waste another tear,

nothing above to cover my head,
I lay alone in nature's bed,
crowning each piece of flower I see,
with a drop of jewel, fresh air to breathe,

each drop with music, a new sound within,
every drop reveals the beauty of nature,
world may fake, this unseen treasure,
it comes and goes gives us pleasure,

whats there to see, cannot be seen,
whats there to be done, is not done,
world's covered with filth,
polluting these jewels,
truth is hidden from what is real,
Here comes the sun,
the showers retract,
some day they it'll come,
it will come back