its raining

Again in the fields of life its raining ......ha! my umbrella flew away in this rain...here i stand drenched in the down pour ...its raining in the woods ...rain drops pour down like little pristine pearls from palm leaves ...the land beneath me drenched in the rain shedding of the last layers of the dusty summers.....its raining in the rivers too...the small boat of mine in the rough waters waiver...its rain again and again its rain...is it out there or in here in my mind?