Drops

From a tiny liquid cell
Poked from oblivion into existence
Our watery birth leaves its seal
In our eyes
Where the light of the seas
Shines doubly in our tears
Wether in joy or in sadness
Our eyes fill up like a glass
And a tear is the watery grave
Of our hopes
The drop that contains
The end of the story
The salty secret of regrets
And the rain falling tonight
Soothes my soul
With its whispered ecchoes
Of watery beginnings
And oceanic beyond...