Soft Falls the Rain Soft falls the rain pitter-patter, pitter-patter on the roof top. Will it ever stop? Soft blows the wind all night through. From afar, the melancholy croak of frogs, in harmony, drone on and on and on, a lullaby to coax sleep. It's music from nature at the invitation of the night to enhance the feel of the rain . Nameless insects chip in the refrains of night concert . The distant hoots of spectral owl arise above the soft wind and rain , revive memories of yesterday. The wind, the rain , the calls of the wilderness, speaks of power and peace of God's creation. Put aside worldly thoughts and listen well , listen to the rhythmic throb of a rainy night an endless night cold and bleak .