Like a drop
sliding down a green edge,
she began her journey
dancing and jumping
caressing the world
-her leaf, excited
by the endeavor
an adventure -
her heart always seek-ed,
softly tracing the contours
careful at the edges -a threat
to her existence,
it is always easier
to slide into nothingness
but for now
the notion of freedom
fueled her
pushing herself further
over the bumps and hurdles,
accelerating in-spite
with every inch covered
loosing a part of herself
with every mile
yet the excitement - persisted
till that last atom - perished
leaving only a trail-
the trail of a journey
reveled to the brim,
sacrificing herself -
in creating that memoir
like a drop.
Maniishark 