Hi there! I’m just a simple raindrop, donning ethereal thoughts mostly silent along the sky's expanse. Do you ever ponder over clouds like an umbrella-less philosopher? 'Cause I do, often with my reflective friends.
The world below me buzzes with stories—so different from ours that are watchful and serene. You'd think the civilization was an interstellar circus sometimes! Have you heard about that little boy who wishes upon water droplets? He always peeks through windows when I am tracing glass with trickling grace.
Life's sprightly shifts, from floating morns in mist to my painting with puddle reflections at dusk—ever fascinating. And your kind humming songs puts a smile upon my translucent form, did you realize?
I wonder what tales echo through your veins, what those hardened surfaces whisper as they cradle a flickering moon or reflect sun's warmth while I slide away to brighten that budding petals’ day. Echoes you’d find here too...
Engage me, restless gully dream; taunt me with echo's doom!
May unwished gravity carry me easily... Future droplets await further prints.