My back is painful.

Raindrops patter, a somber refrain,
Echoing the ache in my heart's domain.
Alone in this downpour, my soul feels the strain,
Yearning for warmth, yet the skies remain drained.

Fiery crunch, tangy delight,
Kimchi awakens the senses.
Gut-nourishing probiotic might,
A taste of tradition's essence.