Dressed In Black (poetic ' Natures tears' version)

Cloud of rain, wrapped in the black

Of hidden nature, ready to attack

The fields filled with beautiful green

Waiting for the refreshing stream

 

Of the drops, so small and clear

From Gods eye, an endless tear

Falling down without a sound

Feeding the thirst of the ground

 

Covered in the wildest green

Eagerly soaked in the stream

Of hidden nature, that does attack

From the floating cloud , dressed in black

 

Done