I blow in from the sea <br />From far across the deep blue yonder. <br />Together with all my family <br />Locked together in a grey-white form, <br />Like puffs of smoke against the pale blue sky. <br /> <br />We disembark as we cross dry land, <br />Our voyage almost over. <br />Separate when we meet cold mountain air <br />Take one final backward glance at the clouds, <br />Our parents that begat us. Before falling. <br /> <br />Falling, falling, I am falling <br />Caught in the breeze <br />Strike against a window pane. <br />A brief moment to take a glance <br />At the life of this strange creature called mankind. <br /> <br />How they moan, Oh! how they moan! <br />My coat's wet through and I can't cut the lawn. <br />Oh! how they moan - yet without me <br />They'd starve and dehydrate - <br />Return to the dust of the earth. <br /> <br />Falling, falling, I am falling <br />Running down the glass, <br />Drip on the woodwork of the frame beneath. <br />Could do with a lick of paint - lazy these humans! <br />Dropping to the windowsill before the journey to the ground. <br /> <br />Falling, falling, I am falling <br />Striking the concrete gulley on the ground. <br />Running along the gutter, <br />Dropping through the grating of the storm drain, <br />Creeping slowly through the water course. <br /> <br />Seeping slowly through the earth and soil, <br />Re-appearing in the streams, burns and rivers. <br />Thundering down the hillside, eroding through rocks and stones, <br />Meandering slowly on the flatland, depositing silt as I go. <br />Exiting to the briny ocean once again. <br />And I blow in from the sea..<br /><br />bryan wallace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-raindrop-4/
