This morning, I saw a drop of water hovering on the edge of the tap in the wash-basin without falling off.
Was it trying to impress the drops behind it, by balancing itself on the edge?
Or was it scared and unwilling to take the plunge, like most of us?
And who knows if it fell, and went down the pipe, it could have met the love of its life.
Or maybe it might have met a motivational drop who could have said, 'Why are you staying in this house? This journalist fellow has no money. Move on. Expand your horizons. Be a drop in the Niagara Falls."
However, for the human, it was a wondrous sight on a cloudy day.