From heights unspoken, I descend,
A bead of essence in the endless blue,
Carving my hymn as I meet the earth,
Unearthing stories in the dance of dew.
I am a whisper from the cloud's embrace,
Cascading in silence, in rhythm, in grace.
Do you hear the echo of my endless fall?
Of cycles unbroken, the universe's call.
To the soils, I surrender, a lover's touch,
With roots intertwining, my cradle, my clutch.
Linger in the warmth of a seed’s first dream,
The dawn paints a canvas, an unearthly theme.
Journey further into the subterranean depths,
Whisper to the ancients, with timeless steps,
Yesterday's song in a river's weave,
Listen, dear earth, how the droplets grieve.
Eternity beckons, in every bead formed,
Through cracks and crevices, the unknown warmed.
Join the waltz with the wind, my dear friend,
Each sigh a reminder, on echoes depend.
Transient, yet eternal, I am both here and there,
Navigate the oceans with naught but prayer.
And when you yield, do not rush to depart,
For one drop is forever, in the universe's heart.
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