Is the rain really the rain, or is it trickles of love pouring down from the heavens? Is the rain really the rain, or is it the sound of that which you seek eternally? Is the rain really the rain, or is it a glimpse of what is real and divine? Is the rain really the rain, or is it the taste that will quench your desire?

It is a delightful sound pouring down from the heavens that cleanses all that it touches, providing life unto itself, a never ending stream, a dream, a day of play.