It was Gibran who said, In only one drop of water are found all the secrets of the ocean.  What a privilege it is for the drop deemed worthy of such an honor. How proud it must feel to be entrusted with such glorious distinction..
But it must also be exhausting for a single drop to harbor confidences of such vast proportion. 
Does it yearn to relinquish its burden and flow freely amongst it's kind unencumbered? I wonder... Or perhaps the noble task of safeguarding the ocean's treasures has become a vital part of it's very existence...

I don't know, but I find myself fascinated.

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Monday, July 6, 2009

The Dewdrop.


I saw a crystalline dewdrop on a leaf today, sparkling brightly in the morning sun. I marveled how, nestled securely in a pigmented vein, it clung to the leaf and the leaf to it. 

Then as I looked on, a gentle breeze stirred and dislodged it. Slowly the drop coursed down the trembling leaf, and fell to the brick pavement below.

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