WILLIAMSJI MAVELI POEM: CHEEK'S WHISPER

Cheek's Whisper
Softly the rain descends, a whispered plea,
To cleanse the cheeks of dust and worldly care.
A cooling touch, a sweet serenity,
As nature's balm washes away despair.
Each droplet lands, a tiny, liquid sphere,
Reflecting skies of blue and gray above.
A moment's respite from life's harsh career,
As hearts find solace in a lover's love.
The cheeks are wet, the soul begins to mend,
As nature's beauty fills the weary mind.
A gentle solace, where true peace transcends,
Leaving behind a sense of peace to find.
So let the rain continue its soft art,
To heal the spirit and restore the heart.