A Drop of Rain
I come from a dark stormy cloud, threatening the tranquillity around.
Nothing special, insignificant but destructive in my path.
I see the world below. Moving as normal, continuing as normal, being normal.
But I am above this, alone.
Threatening to fall and ruin normality.
Threatening to bring sadness, gloom and disrupt.
Just one final fall and the damage will be done.
I can move of course, take my rain cloud to where it will have no impact.
Where it will be forgotten in a sea of other rain drops.
But always threatening.
Do I stay or go?
Will there be a break in the clouds?
A break to let the sun shine through. To let it cast a warming glow of normality.
No destruction, no impact.