The sky is dark and gloomy joining the raw and damp air.

The rain comes softly but intently. 

What is rain?

Why are the little drops of dew associated with tears?

What about the cheerless weather that portrays sadness?

Is it because you begin to remember who hurt you?

The slowdown that the clear beads give to you.

The breathing spell, the slackened mood that comes over you.

A time where contemplation, meditation, anticipation stirs inside. 

It's downhearted.

What's pity is that there is nothing you can do... 

there's nothing or anyone that's to good to be true.

"I can't face the coming dawn without soothing rain " - unknown