The power of knowing nothing

A Fleeting Life – Max Cooper
A droplet forms
To perfection, it must be said
Then
A droplet falls
And the swan dive
It has grace
We watch, and breath in
And then we breath out
Awaiting our own turn
For what else can we do?
Some paint pictures of what happens next
Blues, reds, sunshine, happiness
But what would they know, really?
A droplet forms
And a droplet falls
And if we are lucky
We have grace

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