Raindrops

Raindrops, big and small clear and glassy as they fall, slowly as they hit the ground no one can hear the breaking sound. They fall like gold-dust small and sweet, they roll like thunder big, and deep. Think of the raindrops silent gain think of the raindrops breaking pain, think of the raindrops feelings within as they gather together, and try to swim. Watch the raindrop as it dries, such shame to see such beauty die. But let it live inside your head, and fear not where the rain fell dead. Raindrops sweetly smell blue and misty as they fell, quickly as they hit the ground no one heard the breaking sound.