Floating at a height
Afraid, I clutch and cling
Afraid, I clutch and cling
to a sea of softness
This is my home sweet home
But I have to leave
Don’t know the time,
but the time has come
Have to let go of my grasp
A freefall tumble
with my brothers & sisters
We all fall kissing a torrent of air
The fear too enjoying the lovely weather
Downward, my flight continues
wobbling with the wind
Anxious to find, what lies ahead
when I complete this awesome ride
The end seems near
The air feels warmer
And then we all fall
softly to the ground
Hand in hand
we glide along the wet terrain
A mighty stream we have become
in which I am no more than a drop

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