I lay in bed,
Listening to the rain
A sound I love
More than any other

I listen to cars,
Driving over wet ground;
Driving over puddles
Sounds that soothe me to the core

But when the rain has stopped,
And I venture outside,
All I see is imperfection
Muddy ground causing dejection

But then I look closer,
And what do I see?
A world I didn't see before,
That's full of beauty