Its raining rains in Venice
There is water everywhere
Water above and water below
How does a raindrop feel pouring on Venice?
A rain drop makes contact with a parched earth in most places
But in Venice it mostly pours on its own kind
“Well what on earth is this place? “asked the puzzled rain
“I get a mixed feeling” said the confused rain
The clouds then teased the rains with a thundering laugh.
The sparkle in the dark clouds eyes shone as lightening
The sound of the drizzle translated in to a description
“It’s a maze of cobbled stone roads travelling endlessly in circles
Alleys entwining into each other going some place yet coming back to the same place
Time stopped here in this city settling on the ancient small buildings
The water calms the land and soothes the spirits of the beings in the city
Devoid of the rumble of motor vehicles
Their heart exudes poetry and art endlessly
Their feet play hopscotch hopping on and off small bridges
You will fall in to a coffee cup Oh rain drop
Or settle on the brush of a painter capturing the Maria Madonna on his canvas
You will rain on peace and quiet in parts of the city
You will gush through crowds bursting with energy
You will merge in to water
You will spatter on land
You will drench the new and the old”
The rain replied to the clouds
“Bring on the orchestra, you play your music
Let my rain drops break in to a million tiny splatters
Let me celebrate this beautiful place on earth
Let me pour myself on Venice”