Raindrops.
Tightly situated..a condense package begins to unravel
lightly instigated by pressure..im released on my travels
my journeys began..i have a freedom of choice for location
knowing I have the Earths formation..to find my destination
I grasp new sensations..inventing new elements of speed
collisions with raindrops..praying ill be the one to succeed
with a need..to fulfill my duty..touching earth with my existence
as excitement builds up..now I visualize Earth from a distance
I use persistence..as a throttle to engaged on my quest
dodging more obsticals..before meeting my place of rest
finally a nest..a spot on Earth I have the right to obtain
these feelings are replaced as the wind changes again
a sense of shame..against the wind no home supported
and as this became a routine..i was tired of being aborted
the pain haunted..i was a single drop in a whole class of rain
a crystal clear line..continuing my trip down a window pain
I cant complain..cause its not like ive ever experienced better
Contracting from strain..now that im at one with the weather
So on to whatever..and wherever this gust of wind takes me
The pieces now fit..praying the pressure still doesn’t break me
Feeling free..as the wind swoops me by surprise to the floor
A sense of joy is upon me..I have that home feeling once more
My sides are sore..but on the inside im rejoicing my mission
And if I had the art of speech..id be voicing this ambition
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I freeze in this position..now the sun is out..my home becomes more clear
Lying unaware that im here to be condensated back into the atmosphere.
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