Whispers Of The Monsoon Rain

The blossom garden, now dried and cracked
Every beauty, stolen one by one
Helpless, I lay waiting for my doom
There I lay, all hope was lost

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But it was never the end, the rain came
Washing every drop of tears, a new hope to embrace
Hidden in it's flow, were my sorrow concealed for years
There I lay, drawing comfort from the only friend I have

Then the whisper of the monsoon rain came
A comfort in the verge of lost hope
A strength in my weaknesses
An assurance of victory in the tempest of life