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