down from the heavens
a drop of water
fresh and cool
upon your hot skin

reflected on its face
all that is
all we pass by
and miss in our hurry

held within
life giving moisture
when added to the others
gently falling

yet, we, on our way to…
with an absent brush of our hand
fail to see the beauty
of one tiny raindrop

our gift from heaven

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