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
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