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As the little bead of water sinks onto the leaf….I feel it rise and soar…

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When the waves rise, I feel my soul awakened…

When they soar high, I can feel my spirit raise…

When the waves crash onto the shore, I can feel hope rebuilding…

When the waves are reborn from their ashes, I feel resurrected…




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Diamonds from the bejeweled

crown of the queen,

Glistening under the sun,

collected in basket of breeze,

and of flowers which sing merrily

to match the occasion of clustering jewels

Bead by bead from the brook,

and on the leaves of the springing shoot,

Dew drops, rain fall and water beads

beauteous nature’s wealthy pearls…


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Different perspective

I sat on a leaf, dreaming lazily. I saw many people young, old alike, jogging. I yawned.

‘I guess I need to evaporate now…its getting pretty hot.’ I muttered to myself as the sun rose up on the horizon, glowing brighter and brighter. I felt the sun light scorching me and then I disappeared in a wisp of vapor.

Hi. I’m a water drop.