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The Birth and Death of Joe Raindrop
I am one of many,
together we are one
we bask in the sun,
we are warmed
in warmth we move
as we move we gain strength
with strength I become my own
I rise, I sore,
I belong to the sky
I am alone, I look around
I see others like me
We gather, we rise
we take shape, we rise
its getting colder
its harder to move
we move closer together
we stick together
we get heavier
we fall,
we collide with others
The Light! The Sound!
we fall
its warmer
we can move more,but stay together
we can move faster now
Where are you going?
please dont leave
we're coming apart
the warmth, I'm climing again,
the cold!
gather again!
fall!
fall!
fall!
something
rushing
hard
SPLAT!
Well, my friend, it has been a while, but, I must admit it was worth the wait. There is so much on this site that is the same over & over again, it is a pleasure to read a piece that has a definingly unique quality. To follow the live & the death, then the life again of Joe Raindrop was a blend of symbolism that can only be seen by one who values even the smallest aspects of our lives. Life is a never-ending cirlce of cycles, so why not should this little raindrop survive? Well done... Amy
Gentle is the night♥