The leaf begins its silent descent,
Cast away by its beloved parent.
The wind's caress makes it sigh,
As it falls from its abode on high.
The cloud erupts with a clap,
Releasing a raindrop from its womb.
The raindrop in its new found freedom,
Races down to the earthy kingdom.
The leaf swings and sways,
The wind sets its pace,
The leaf sails down, light as a feather,
All elements of nature lilting together.
The raindrop, during its journey,
Kissed by the sun's rays,
Sees all of seven colors,
And many a different shape.
With a soft rustle, a final whisper,
The leaf bids farewell to the wind,
On meeting Earth it comes to a stop,
Just to catch the falling raindrop.
