Raindrops are the melodies, every drop drops with a distinct beat which makes the rain a musical with the thunder giving it a rock version.
The crazy mind suddenly calms down the chaos turns into peace, the eyes become dreamy; the heart starts to beat.
The burning fire inside the head has extinguished by the rain. The desires have woke up; and the dreams are swimming toward the horizon, with every black cloud I pass I am near to the hue. The wind gives it an amicable end with the sky turning blue.
What was the magic behind those raindrops? I guess, Only the sky knew.