My life starts so high above your world,
Born by vapour coming together
Forming my droplet within the cloud.
I am not alone, my siblings born as well.
At last we are big enough to be set free
And fall down to your earth in gentle harmony;
I fall and am stopped by the leaves of a willow
Waving gently by the water’s edge.
I slide down the leaves and caress the ground,
And again I am with my brother and sisters
Gathering together, trickling into a stream,
Where we flow together in ripples of laughter.
We come to the river where we meet others,
And together in a huge silent body
We join ourselves into this mass,
Drifting slowly to our death and rebirth.
We come at last to the sea,
Where we are caressed by waves and the sun.
Once again I am lifted from your world
Into the vapour, to become reborn.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 24th, 2024 00:52
- Comment from author about the poem: You must remember that skin is waterproof.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 16
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Accidental Poet, Poetic Dan.
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Comments5
A fine write Gold.
Thank you Orchi.
Dear Andy, so very poetic, one that I think is my new favourite of yours. Beautiful 🌹
Most kind Teddy and very much appreciated, thank you.
Andy
A wet and wonderful piece of personification, Andy
Thank you Dave for your kind words.
Andy
I've often thought of the life of a raindrop. From it's beginning to its journey to the ground. Somewhat thought provoking. Thank you Andy 😁👍
We all go around and end up in the same place in our world AP, thank you.
Andy
Wow that was beautiful and uplifting! Never a doubt thank you my friend
Most kind Dan, thank you so much.
Andy
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