A Drop Splashed on a Mountaintop
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The drop splashed on a mountaintop.
There it lay frozen, waiting.
As the sun became warmer, it began to move,
And so, it traveled until it reached the flow.
The river rushed and fellow droplets played.
Some only went as far as the farm.
Nourishing the crop of wheat.
Happy that it brought life.
Knowing it was needed for existence.
Then some went screaming through a dam
Pushing hard to bring light and warmth.
Joining to create great clusters of power.
Feeling proud that it made the world glow.
Then more pushed on into conduits
Then diving into the reservoir of sustenance.
Into narrow pipes and then a clear glass
To quench the thirst, knowing its importance.
Some were driven to wells to bring life
They knew they were desired.
The Sun blistering the land.
The droplets creating miraculous feats.
A drop splashed on the mountaintop.
It lay frozen, smiling, anticipating.
"If you have the chance to sit it out or dance, I just say Dance." writen by Mark Sanders recorded by LeeAnn Womack