I like the sound of rain pattering on the roof, it's a soothing sound that washes the soul, the background music of the sky.
But then I've always liked rain and long ago when someone told me rain was god crying I never believed it, then or now, rain is about life not crying.
Think about it, rain falls from the sky and makes rivers. Rivers make valleys and valleys are a place for life to flourish. Then the rain moves onto the sea and the whole cycle starts over.
If that's crying, then the tears are for the sheer beauty of it all.