I awaken in the cradle of clouds, a soft whisper in the thunderous choir.
Below, the world hums with distant echoes of life.
With a gentle push, I leap into the void, time stretching into liquid eternity.
Each fall a new story, each impact a fleeting memory.
I catch the shimmer of sunlight, a fragment of glimmer amidst the gray.
I tumble through shadows and light, weaving through the web of rain.
The earth calls softly, coaxing me closer.
I am but a drop, yet I am vast in my journey,
traveling the seams of a broken sky.
Will you remember my story when I kiss the ocean?
Perhaps it lingers there, in the currents.
Or in a snowflake's dance, far away.