Drops of rain determined to fall.
Without a choice, I’m watching it all.
All the paths a drop can take.
Wherever they fall, that is their fate.
Joining the others who came before
Rain keeps falling, a circle is born.
Constantly in motion, a visual commotion
What is a drop of rain to an ocean?
Those who remain on the windowpane
The sound of rain serves as a reminder
The faster we fall, the more we learn
In any shape or form
We are empowered
Rain is rebirth