Droplet

• Akeef Mamoon, Grade 12, Malek Fahd Islamic School
• Poetry
• 2015

Excellence Award in the 'The Write Track 2015' competition

The lone droplet fell from the clouds above,
slicing the border between Earth and Sky.
Spurred not by purpose but a lack thereof,
separated from a dark plume up high.

Its sudden plunge backdropped by darkness,
illuminated by distant stars.
Its size dwarfed further by the vastness
of the black canvas it dared to scar.

Pieces of it separated;
the rapid descent took its toll.
Then the pieces dissipated
leaving their host no longer whole.

It crashed among sand and dirt
where it's now for Earth to keep.
And although lonely its birth,
sad its end, Sky did not weep.