
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
#Whatdoyousee
This post is in response to:
Sadje’s What do you see # 140 #WDYS








