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summary of the poem song of the rain??

Asked by Aditya Sharma(student) , on 19/1/12


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Song Of The Rain was included in the famous book Tears And Laughter by the U.S- Arabic- Lebanese poet Kahlil Gibran who wrote it in free verse. It is written in the form of the Rain herself singing her song as she comes down.



Rain is beautifully personified here. A concise summary is available at

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and the song which has since been slightly edited and recast in the true poetic form to facilitate singing and easier understanding is available.



The summery:


Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys.



She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens.



The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field.



The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated.



She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways.



In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him.



Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.



Kahlil Gibran 's song of the rain is a song sung by the rain which describes the dangerous journey of rain.


 

Posted by Aadhav(student)on 19/1/12

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stanza 1
the poet writes that it (rain) is sent on earth by the gods. nature welcomes rain to beautify her fields and valleys.

stanza 2
he says he was once pearls on the crown of queen ishtar but was plucked by the godess of dawn to embellish the earth.

stanza 3
he says that when there is rainfall all things are filled with joy and happiness.

stanza 4
he says that the fields and clouds are its lovers because-- it satisfies the need of water in the field , it lessen the heavy burden of the cloud.

stanza 5
before rainfall , thunder strike and announces the rains entry. the spotting of a rainbow shows its end.

stanza 6
rain has its roots in the sea ( evaporation). whenever it sees a dying field it showers water and rejuvenates flowers and tress

stanza 7
the pitter- patter against the window sill is always welcome but only few appreciate it .

stanza 8
heat causes evaporation and ultimately rainfall, rainfall however makes the atmosphere cool.

stanza 9 and 10
it says it evaporates from the sea, makes fields happy and is the tears of heaven.

Posted by Aadhav(student)on 19/1/12

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Rain is personified in this poem (ie, treated as a person.) The poem is in the first person with the rain as the speaker, telling his/her/its story. The central idea is that rain is the essence of life and love; it brings life and is part of the interconnectedness of all things.

Posted by Aadhav(student)on 19/1/12

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Through the skies she comes, down to the earth, to sustain a planet.


Song Of The Rain is included in Kahlil Gibran 's famous collection of poems Tears And Laughter. It is written in the form of the rain herself singing her song as she comes down. In scientific perfection, this song can be compared only to P.B.Shelley 's Ode To The West Wind, which will leave readers which one excels. Rain is beautifully personified in this song. Gibran was a close observer of not only human nature, but nature 's creations and elements also. It is the first time in literary history that someone tells about the inner feelings and thrill of the rain in pouring out, spreading on the ground, seeping into the inner bowels of the earth and sustaining this planet.


Dotted silver threads, delivering love messages.

 


Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods, which nature takes away then to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of Dawn from some sovereign 's crown, to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out the rain cures the cloud and by coming down to the ground she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down the skies the hills laugh, when she reaches the ground the flowers rejoice, and when she has seeped down deep into the soil all things are elated.


Listen to the rain: it is an incessant song.

 


Rain emerges from the heart of the sea and soars with the breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which but the sensitive can understand. She is born out of heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific and close Kahlil Gibran was. It was as if he entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's many exquisite creations. Just listen to the rain: it is the tune that made this song. Gibran did not invent or create a tune for this song, he copied it.


Rivers, meadows and mountains all sing songs after rain.

 


As the rain reaches earth, life in the planet rejuvenates. Rivers, rivulets, streams, ponds, lakes, lagoons and oceans replenishes. Nature appears as if she has been washed out clean and lain to dry in sunshine. Grass turns lush green, squirrels birds and cows come out and the sky is once more serene. Rivers, meadows and mountains all sing songs after a rain.

Posted by Aadhav(student)on 19/1/12

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Posted by Aadhav(student)on 19/1/12

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Posted by Aadhav(student)on 19/1/12

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Posted by Aadhav(student)on 19/1/12

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The summary:


Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys.



She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens.



The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field.



The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated.



She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways.



In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him.



Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.



Kahlil Gibran 's song of the rain is a song sung by the rain which describes the dangerous journey of rain.

Posted by Pratik Gadhiya(student)on 22/1/12

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it is nice

Posted by Ramesh(student)on 31/10/12

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Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign 's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soil, all things are elated. She emerges from the heart of the Sea and soars with the Breeze. When she sees a field in need, she descends and downpours and embraces the flowers and trees in her own million little ways. In human houses, she touches the windows with soft gentle fingers and all can hear her welcome song which only the sensitive can understand. She is born out of the heat in the air which in her turn she kills, exactly as a woman overcomes a man with the strength she takes from him. Rain is the sigh of the sea, the laughter of the field and the tears of the Heaven and Love. One will wonder how scientific Kahlil Gibran was. It is as if he has entered the very soul of the Rain to sing on her behalf. This song is only one of Gibran 's hilarious and exquisite creations.

Posted by Meet Bhanushali(student)on 14/2/14

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tanza 1the poet writes that it (rain) is sent on earth by the gods. nature welcomes rain to beautify her fields and valleys.stanza 2he says he was once pearls on the crown of queen ishtar but was plucked by the godess of dawn to embellish the earth.stanza 3he says that when there is rainfall all things are filled with joy and happiness.stanza 4he says that the fields and clouds are its lovers because-- it satisfies the need of water in the field , it lessen the heavy burden of the cloud.stanza 5beforerainfall, thunder strike and announces the rains entry. the spotting of a rainbow shows its end.stanza 6rain has its roots in the sea ( evaporation). whenever it sees a dying field it showers water and rejuvenates flowers and tressstanza 7the pitter- patter against the window sill is always welcome but only few appreciate it .stanza 8heat causes evaporation and ultimately rainfall, rainfall however makes the atmosphere cool.stanza 9 and 10it says it evaporates from the sea, makes fields happy and is the tears of heaven.

Posted by Ankit Vohra(student)on 12/3/14

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meritnation is very helpful

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