Dreams and tears

In the heart of a silent rain,
a woman sits upon the soaked earth,
draped in a gown woven from dreams and tears—
each thread a tale of sorrow and grace.
Her hair, like midnight waves,
cascades over weary shoulders,
and her gaze, deep in stillness,
whispers secrets to the sky.

Her dress, transparent like truth,
adorned with beads that echo memories etched upon the soul.
The rain is not merely drops—
it is the murmur of the heavens,
washing away grief with every fall,
and planting seeds of hope in silence.