What am I?
Clouds overhead, masking the Sun,
I’ve memories of being inside them once.
Stumbling across the mountain top,
Beginning a journey to provide life.
The pace seemed like a trickle at first,
Maneuvering around the obstacles.
The incline became steeper,
I slipped and fell a short distance.
Suddenly I found myself in a bed,
I didn’t want to remain, the forces too great.
I could no longer find my route,
It was provided to me without thought.
I was witness to the amazing scene,
Surrounded by life as my journey went on.
Trees, birds, animals encircle me as I go,
The cycle must complete, I cannot rest.
The roar around me is intense,
Building to a deafening crescendo inside.
The vibrations reverberated through me,
Shaking to the very center of my being.
There to my front, a terrible sight,
A drop like no other I’d seen, such remarkable falls.
I would not be stopped on my journey,
The importance of completion too great.
I’d been traveling for a long time, days I think,
Surely I must be getting close to finalizing the trip.
There it was, the end of the excursion, the destination,
My momentum slowed a bit as I could see the final step.
Without much fanfare I finally reached my goal,
I’d made it, I was the single drop in the vast ocean.
© Michael Kelley 2018

