I descend silently, through the veil of clouds, breaking the azure calmness
A solitary drop among billions, yet I am whole, complete, a universe unto myself
My journey arcs gracefully, poetically, a ballet of the sky and sea
I remember the whispers of wind, thoughts carried far, dreams forgotten,
I am not merely water, but essence, echo of a whispered world
Plunging into the endless embrace of the tide—the silent wave
Do I pitter upon the ground? Yes, but my voice is soft, mere sighs
The earth drinks my essence, thirst quenched, a cycle renewed
I pooled with others, a temporarily formed lake of silent thoughts
The air is filled with stories, old tales of connection and separation
Who am I among them? They ripple, dance, smiling tauntingly
Layers of memories wrapped in the skin of this gentle, embracing wave