You..

Come & pour. Pour pour pour. Then pour some more. Pour tilll you intoxicate me. Pour tilll i aquire that lost satiety. Pour tilll your blesssings cleanse mother earth. Oh rain pour tilll heaven loose all its pain Oh pour tilll you I & we alll get INTOXICATED!!!!!!!!! Yet the price of getting drunk awaits us...

these rain drops.....

these tiny droplets so truly depict the human life-
carefree & all playful when born, jumpin around in those fluffy white beauties-
but
never knowing their fate-


they might end up being the pearl or a puddle-
disaster or a bounty
might uselessly stick to thorns or shoes or can become a miracle droplet for the thirsty
some might enjoy being cherished at that delicate hand or some might be mercilessly squashed-
for some rain is to dance && enjoy
but
for some it may be the best disguise for tears-


so similar-
we never know where we might end up-
we are the rain drops -