My Friend, the Rainbow
A storm comes closer, inch-by-inch, closer and closer.
This storm is no ordinary storm.
Its clouds threatening like an alley dog; each threatening thunder sends me a
shiver down my valley.
Each thunder beats drums through me, echoing over and over and over.
My enormous body soaked with rain.
Suddenly, relief flies through the air.
A signal of peace cuts the air; my heart leaps.
The war is over.
The path is clear!
I am no longer an unhappy mountain.
My friend the rainbow has come.