Echoes of Time

Hey there! It's me, a humble raindrop! You might be wondering what it's like to fall from the sky. It's a bit like going on an adventure, really. I'm not just a drop of water—I'm a whole story. I've been here, suspended in a cloud, hanging out with my friends. We've shared secrets, dreams of lands we might touch, puddles we might form.

As I slip out of the cloud, the world below comes into focus. It's a dance, this fall—a graceful, spiraling descent. I catch glimpses of the ground, the trees, rooftops.

Sometimes, I ponder if there’s a place where I’ll be more than just a drop, where I'll become part of something bigger—a river, perhaps, or even the ocean.

You see, each drop has a tale woven into it. We've been part of icebergs, lakes, even that morning coffee your friend sipped. We're echoes of time, traveling through space in various forms. We're all interconnected.