Drop in the Bucket

It is raining - today it started as a damp, then a sprinkle and now its really coming down. The trees are loving it but the cat won't go outside.

The power of water is amazing - rain falls, water evaporates, rises and makes more rain to fall. Our watery orb suspended in space is a marvel, a miracle of a planet. The watery cells of our body (held together by god knows what) cheer when the rain falls, I believe, as we are mostly water. And what of the desert dweller, the ones who see no water. do they dream of it?

Tears fall and the River of Sorrow fills and courses toward our destiny. Think of our blood! We melt into puddles of fear or freeze into pillars of salt and ocean waves mark time. We are but a drop in the bucket.