Poetry: Droplet

All the rain is making me think about this poem from 2010:


Sitting with a warm cup
sipping down the chamomile
looking up in awe
at the droplets drop
Abstract cutouts of dark trees
create the stage
so I can view you
descending from a silvery cloud
What of that one drop?
Where were you born?
You came from the sky
riding on a morning storm
Where do you live?
You go into the earth
watering a tree
Do you live in the tree?
Where is your home?
In the river as it
slithers back into the ocean
Do you live in the river?
Evaporated by the suns warmth
shrinking you down to mist
floating up to heaven
Are you dying or going home?
Back to the cloud you go
rising up and reborn
only to fall again
when a rain drop you become
Where do you live rain drop?
in the cloud
in the tree
in the river
…in me.

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Shannon Laws

Shannon P. Laws lives in the Pacific Northwest. She is a published poet, currently working on a series of short stories. For seven years she produced award-winning community radio programs that promoted the PNW music/art community. Shannon's other interests include operating her voice-over company, Chickadee Productions.

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