Echoes of a Raindrop

I descend from the sky, a solitary tear in a cascade of longing, yearning to kiss the surfaces below. With every plunge, I am a fleeting artist painting existential passion on the glass pane, reflecting silhouettes of lives intersecting.

Do you hear their whispers? The secrets they murmur under shivering lamplights, while shadows entwine amidst swirling droplets like lost souls on a misty autumn eve?

In these moments, I become one, a drop among minuscule siblings waltzing their way to earth's embrace. Yet, above all, I remain distinct, tracing a lover's path over the tender curves of impermanence.

Fragmented Violet | Crystalization | Echo in Silence