Gentle

The rains come down,
  in a gentle, warm caress
On the earth, spreading
  the hope of gentleness.
With each drop a thirst
  is being quenched,
A concern is being laid
  down to rest, an
Answer is found in the
  slight, beating pulse.
We
       are
             connected,
Not so different and the
  heart of the beat
Resounds on the earth for
  a cleansing, a healing.