A cold raindrop, now separate from cloud womb
Found falling and fearing
Saturated with self
Feeling small within large
A warm ocean cushioned clouds, deeply waiting
Plunging into the present
A raindrop’s mind walls dissolved
No longer falling and fearing
A cloud, a raindrop
A spring, a stream
A river, an ocean
A dew drop on a blade of grass
Image credit: A flower is refracted in rain droplets, Brocken Inaglory (2011).
Primitive Joe 
