At last free

Water is free
From the confines
of the unseen glass
It leaps out
Off the rim
Into the free wind
Caught by the gust
It dissipates
into million droplets
Losing its identity
No longer liquid
Just a free vapour
Existing unseen
Separated droplets
Flowing in the air
Evaporating into clouds
There they gather
and make a plan
They hurl down
as a torrid rain
Through rivulets
they travel
Gushing on preset path
In the river they meet
Finally united
as one
Together they flow
At last free


This post is in response to:

Sadje’s What do you see # 140 #WDYS

Published by Echoes of the soul

I am a dreamer I weave tales in my mind I am connected to you through these words through this screen across the virtual world I and my tales within

9 thoughts on “At last free

  1. वैसे तो हर रंग में तेरा जलवा रंग जमाए
    जब तू फिरे उम्मीदों पर तेरा रंग समझ ना आए
    कली खिले तो झट आ जाए पतझड़ का पैगाम
    पानी रे पानी तेरा रंग कैसा
    सौ साल जीने की उम्मीदों जैसा

    The mystical water.
    Beautifully worded.
    Thanks for sharing ✨✨

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