The Tale of the Ancient Immortal

Going into a poetic frenzy is the best time of your life. Here's another poem, inspired by Walt Whitman's 'Voice of the rain'.

The tale of the ancient immortal 

I open my eyes and see,

A vast expanse of water around me. 

I'm one of the millions found in here, 

But I know not what to expect 

For me and my peers. 

I feel like I'm drifting, drifting towards a light.

Maybe this is the end of me, 

Maybe my life was just a second of

Seeing the blue skies. 

I weep and weep till I can no more, 

I give myself up to the mercy of nature. 

I must have died there, 

For I have no recollection of anything else whatsoever. 

But then, I didn't. 

I came back to life as I plummeted down to the ground, 

I came back to the world, to give life to the world. 

I came back as the rain. 

My journey is an endless one.

One day, in a mighty ocean, 

While another day, sitting on a window sill. 

One day, giving life to a small plant, 

Another day, in a field, sitting still. 

As long as this cycle shall continue,

I shall serve nature, as a selfless servant. 

As long as life shall continue, 

I shall raise the earth like a growing infant.