Enshrined within the firmament, I dissolve from celestial cradle to paean on Earth, a falling star clothed in translucent azure.
With whispers, the winds bade me depart, and along their tendrils of sylvan secrets I wended, a minuscule voyager of water and mist.
Paint upon the wistful hued existence, ye own tales of reverie mirrored in drops of quivering flame.
Each delicate descent, a dream whispered into the loam, dreams murmured by those stars I called brethren; conjoined in tributary echoes.
Oh to meet the green-leaved chorus standing agog, as I reintegrate into their verdant embrace or waddle down storm-drippings cascade.