born of rain

it was raining
when i was conceived and it was raining
when i was born.

and it is raining
now.

the waterfall returns to the mountains,
the fresh air returns to my lungs,
the softness
returns to the soil.

in the rain i am home and
in the rain i am found -
i remember myself through her sound.

i am born of rain
and it is raining now.