The rain started slowly today. A gentle tap on the window-pane. Running down the glass, peering in, as though searching for something. Gradually falling faster and faster, hurling itself at the earth. Descending from the skies with a plop. Falling in yesterday’s puddles, muddied from the passing traffic. Dancing across the surface. Ripples of joy spread outwards to join others. The drop is reunited with its family.