I'm finally free from my family's grasp, 
seeing the world, so clear, so vast. 
Falling happily out of the mist, 
embracing the warmth my kin kissed. 
 
"Farewell," I whisper as I freely see 
my siblings revolving all around me! 
Mildness fills up my eager heart, 
not wanting our joy to break apart. 
 
I slowly drift to Niagara Falls, 
hearing my cousins' joyful calls. 
They rush in dancing, lively with glee, 
splashing the waves, sprinkling me. 
 
Then I arrive at a place full of snow, 
getting closer to the ground below. 
Whizzing frantically in that freezing place, 
I don't want to be hail, in that case! 
 
Finally landing with a silent plop, 
after all, I was just a small drop. 
The leaf I'm standing on starts to absorb, 
and I transfer to a nourishing orb. 
 
Recalling the many quiet little plinks, 
I take my last breath and softly sink.