I fell from the heavens, a single droplet among billions. The clouds sang their age-old lullabies as I gathered my thoughts.
Am I but a mere echo of their melodies?
In the clasp of the entity they call "Sky", I was born from vapor's embrace. I drift down a journey of fleeting moments,
silent witness to the intricate dance between earth and sky. What stories do you have, I wonder? These are my silent confessions.
An adventure awaits below, where life flourishes in hues I have yet to touch. Do I fall into a river, weaving tales with fish?
Or vanishing into thirsty soil, nurturing seeds of a tomorrow?