Journey of Life

a raindrop birthed from the sky
on its airy decent from beauty on high
so careless, soaring downward through the air
having no perception of the consequence it must bare
continuing its journey, nearing the end of its flight
it hits my window pane, rippling in the cold dark night
drowning slowly, it gave out the last sparkle of its soul
and evaporated into heaven where forever it remains whole.