The rain descends on peaks of stone
A whispered prayer a sigh alone
It carves the earth it feeds the stream
A quiet force a timeless dream
The mountains hold the rains embrace
Their rugged hearts a steady grace
Each droplet tells of distant skies
Of fleeting tears of love that flies
Through roaring winds the rain persists
A fleeting gift a gentle kiss
It breathes new life to valleys bare
A balm for earth a tender care
And when the storm has sung its last
The hills will gleam from trials past
For every drop though soft does prove
The strength of gentle patient love