a dream in the rain

A raindrop falls onto the outreaching hand of a mangled, lichen-covered tree. It drips down, following an unseen path like a salmon instinctively struggling upstream to its birthplace. Traveling over gnarls, the veins of soggy leaves, and even through the cracks in bark. Once the tiny drop of sky reaches its destination-the earthy ground-it gets soaked up, and has the pleasure of starting life.