Look beyond the rain, there beyond the hills
A sparkle of light, a flash of colors
A promise among the blinding drops, the crashing noise
Faded and hard to see, but it is there
The rain remains, but softer now, the thunder dies to a whisper
The arc of colors appears brightly now, outshining the storm
Yet, still the colors are one with the rain, without it they fail
Accept the rain and noise, learn from it, feel it
Always remember, never forget
Look beyond the rain.