Raindrop Poem by Natasha Elavia

Its time has come
For what goes up
Must come down
Lightest
Clearest
In breath
In thought
The flight of the purest raindrop
Now leaves the heavy cloud behind
A silent freefall
The fearless dive
Piercing through
Layers of time
An unknown depth
The farthest distance
Listens my heart
This sound unheard
Now resonates
The journey of Sweet River awaits
To collide
To merge
dissolve
evolve
The beauty of white lotus dawns