đ§ď¸â âRain in My Cupâ The rain falls soft against the sky, Like whispered dreams that pass me by. A cup of coffee in my hand, And quiet thoughts I understand. Each drop that taps upon the glass, Reminds me that all moments pass. Yet in this pause, so calm, so deep, My heart finds secrets it can keep. The world outside may rush and run, But here, I rest â Iâm not undone. With every sip, I feel anew, A gentle peace the rain once knew. So let it rain, donât hold it back, I find my light in skies so black. For in the storm, Iâve come to see, A softer, stronger side of me.