A Raindrop's Journey

 

Up high in the sky, in a world of blue, 

A raindrop forms, pure and new. 

Joined together with its kin, 

They form a cloud, ready to begin.

Then they separate, one by one, 

Falling through the air, as if on a run. 

Breaking apart, and taking flight, 

Each raindrop journeys through the light.

Falling faster, feeling weightless, 

Some raindrops glide, others restless. 

Through the mist and the haze, 

They race each other, in a watery maze.

Finally, they reach the ground, 

And gather, forming puddles all around. 

Joined once more, they're whole again, 

As if they never did descend.

The raindrops dance and play, 

As they reflect the sky's new gray. 

Their journey's end, is not in vain, 

For they'll rise again, and fall like rain, again.

 

Food for Thought

 

• Someone leaves somebody behind, someone else falls behind someone; There is so much going on “The Road” at any time, there is hardly anytime for anything else.
  

• Life is an Iterative Redundancy – At a point in the past I was non-existent and so I would become at a point in the future. The world was as such when I was not there and none shall it change when I would not be once again. All whom I know were at once never present and whom I will come to know shall indeed one day vanish. Oh! Why are we born, what for, to accomplish what? When our presence is a moments notion and then to oblivion it shall vanish. 
  

• Why are we bitter? why are we callous? why are we humans? and where is the humanity? Why can we not care or show some compassion? We go on to be selfish and do what we want, even if it means to throw at someone else a curse. 
  

• Be a fool and ask questions rather than act smart and remain aloof because every doubt cleared is a piece of knowledge gained and each act of over smartness pushes you towards ignorance.

The Many Faces We Wear

We walk among the crowd with faces covered, 

Hiding who we truly are, discovering

That the world is harsh and unkind,

And showing weakness is just not our kind.

So we put on a mask, a disguise, 

A facade to hide our tears and lies, 

A shield from the pain and the fears, 

And a cover for the memories and tears.

The mask of confidence, bold and bright, 

Hides the insecurities and the fright. 

The mask of strength, to hide the weak, 

And the mask of happiness, when we seek.

But beneath these masks, we're all the same, 

With the same hopes, the same fears, the same pain. 

We all wear these masks every day, 

Hiding the truth in a different way.

So let's take off the masks, and be free, 

And show the world who we're meant to be. 

For the only way to truly live, 

Is to let the world, our true selves give.