the Droplet
I am but one droplet in the stream,
carried along by gravity,
which snakes toward the River Liffey
which then empties into the sea.
One droplet, chemically the same
as all my brothers in the tide.
Yet unique, I am myself.
distinct from others by my side.
What a crazy ride it’s been
over rocks and through the woods
passing through old Dublin town
flowing beneath the Ha’penny bridge.
Finally emptied into the sea
to join the sad eternal tide......
Perhaps the Sun will raise me up
to rain down on the countryside.
I’d not object to being rain
or to joining the Liffey once again.
by John F. Mc Cullagh
poem by John F. McCullagh
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