I was once a drop in my dream,

Dripping from an icicle in a glacier,

Coalescing then to form a mountain rivulet.

With ebullience, I descended from precipices,

Giving shape to contorted rocks.

As I meandered along the plain pastures,

My pace turned languid and with my lassitude,

I fed the vast fields of paddy and wheat.

The water of my tributaries is now roiled,

As I inundate into a swamp.

I meet my other riverine sisters there,

Few vestiges of youth made me

Think about the phantasmic ocean.

Floating in quiescence yet rhapsodic,   

I waited eagerly to meet my unfathomable beloved.

As raindrops I flooded ponds with water,

And saturated trees and understories too.

While I emanated from the soil as a petrichor,

I brought delight for farmers and humans alike.  

I wish I could cleanse every heart of qualms,  

As raindrops and drench everyone in a shower of bliss,

And trickle as tears of cheerfulness replica rolex daytona from someone’s eye.