I Fall for You
I fall for you like all the others
Seeking to quench your thirst
Clear is my intent to reflect
the world to you for you
Why do they, lay upon your skin
Where once our journey did begin
Green is envy I see
Do you, see it too
I cling to the edge waiting
Absorb me into your beauty
For I will continue to fall
becoming one with the earth
That is so beautiful
Your words, Debbie, glisten much like the droplet itself—held in a moment of beauty before surrendering to something greater. This reflection came to me as I read your poem.
Poised on the edge, your words remain,
a quiet truth in liquid form.
A moment held—then given freely,
to quench, to mirror, to be reborn.
Is it longing, or is it grace,
this falling meant for earth’s embrace?
Do we not all, in time, descend
to blend with love, to find our end?
Yet even so, the cycle spins,
a droplet lost, a life begins.
No parting truly means goodbye—
only the turning of the sky.