The World

I love rain, hanging off the end of a leaf, in a single droplet.

A droplet that could contain a whole world…
A droplet that can water a desert…
A droplet that can quench the thirst of millions…
A droplet on which you can sail away…
A droplet that is part of the ocean you almost fell into, way back when you were a young fool…
You’re there now at the end of a journey.
You have it all. Nothing else is needed.