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