Leading a path wherever it falls;
Where it splashes down or strikes,
It’s free to move wherever it pleases
Occasionally it will stop
Occasionally it will join forces with another
Whether it’s on a window or a glass table;
Eventually, it’s surrounded by its own
Part of itself in a way
It’s Journey begins when it falls from the clouds
A raindrop’s journey repeats!
One day It may be upon the ground,
Another day it may be back up in the clouds