Golden Raindrops
Golden raindrops shimmer like the sun,
Just a shade darker, just a bit closer,
Close enough to touch, but fragile enough to disappear with just one molecule of movement.
While the sun,
Bright enough to blind,
Large enough to be everywhere,
But small enough to be held in an eye's view.
Both raindrop and sun dependent on each other to live.
The sun,
To turn the raindrop golden;
The raindrop,
To feed the sun;
An everlasting chain,
Never stopping,
Never starting.
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