-Wahid shanto

Let it Rain, Let it be
All the agonies of thy soul
Should flourish by this.

Let them walk, Let them be
The drops of rain will fall
With the Beginning of a story.

Let The Bird Sing, Let it Be
All the melodies of earth
Can’t though compare with this.

Let the cloud gather, Let it be
Let the storm come and blow the wind
Let the Thunder sparkle and Lighten the Dark,
Which our sinful souls can’t even dare.