Don't blink now, because you may miss the subtle shift of droplets pirouetting down the pane. Directions for getting maximum enjoyment? Absolutely, I've got you!
To the left of the raindrop's dance, contemplate existential leaf shuffling at three o'clock!
Pause, rewind, then play: the secret sauce lies in the sound—like a thousand tiny percussionists at the gala!
Raise your right hand dramatically whenever a droplet vaporizes into nonexistence, preferably chanting a melodic "Why was I not a rainbow?"
There's a phenomenon, they say, when you stare long enough—harmonize your heartbeat with the rhythm of plummeting water. You become one with the sky, or so they whisper in the storm!