The Water Cycle

Have you ever wondered what it'd be like to drown in the sky?

To fall forever into that void of blue.

To taste the sweet, clear nectar of the wind.

To fill your lungs so full of it that you drown, your body becoming a cloud. Pure, white, and gentle, drifting along aimlessly before you burst.

To let yourself break into a billion little teardrops and fall back to the earth.

A sad, dreary earth. But you'd know that it wouldn't be for long, so you'd let yourself be gathered into puddles, let the flowers taste you, and bring life back into the ground.

Then that beautifully warm day, when the sun beckons to you, and you fall back into the sky, only to be drowned again.

It must be tiring to be a raindrop.

To never know which way was up and which was down.

But imagine the adventures!

Imagine being desired by both the sun and the earth - to be constantly journeying between.

And imagine - if you will - what it'd be like to drown in a deep ocean of sky.