Do the raindrops regret falling?
Individuals, buzzing in the air
Descending, disgraced, from heaven
Or are they happy to be reunited
With the full community of the lake
Moving together as one
Then soaking into the earth
Perhaps they are neutral
They know the cycle will return them
To where they like to be
Maybe days, maybe millennia
Clouds to lakes to oceans
They will be there again
