Rain...

Can you stop the rain from falling?
It's cold, wet, drops from hitting the earth?
So small, so powerless, there's nothing you can do.
If pouring, hard and long is its desire
If sprinkles, soft as flower petals choose to come
there's nothing you can do.

Oh the insignificance of man!
Oh the arrogence of looking inside such a powerless being to find truth.
Can you stop the rain from falling?
Can you discover God on your own?
Pray to the one who created the rain to fall on the evil and the good.

The search starts with Him.