Droplets

"Just as a little drop of water left the clouds
and had proceeded a bit ahead
she started thinking again and again
Oh! Why I did I leave my home like this?


O destiny, what would be my fate
will I live or get swallowed up by dust?
would I burn out by falling on fire?
or I will land on a lotus blossom?


At that moment came a gust of breeze
and carried her unheeding to the sea
a beautiful oyster was open
where she fell and became a pearl...


People often hesitate and think
when they have to leave their homes
But quite often, leaving their homes
transforms them like the tiny drop of water"