11 January 2014

A Poem: Be the Rain


Be the Rain.
I am the rain.

The mountain may spit fire at the sky. . . 
Still the rain will fall.

The mountain may quake at the world. . . 
Still the rain will fall.

The mountain will be silent and brooding. . .
Still the rain will fall.

The mountain will tumble down upon the earth. . .
Still the rain will fall.

The mountain will be reduced to sandy shore. . .
Still the rain will fall.

Be the rain.

by D. Denise Dianaty
© 11 January 2014