Drops of Water

We are each one—

Just one—

Drop in a stream,

Flowing, flowing,

Over rocks and algae

Until we feed into

The mighty ocean

Made of millions—

Billions—

Infinite—

Drops of water;

Who would miss just one?

But if one drop evaporates

And then another

And another

Soon there would be no stream

But a trickle

No ocean

But a pond

Shrinking

Shrinking

Shrinking

Into a puddle and then—

No more