Sea And Rain-Drops

Light rain-drops fall and wrinkle the sea, 

Then vanish, and die utterly. 

One would not know that rain-drops fell If the round sea-wrinkles did not tell.

 So souls come down and wrinkle life And vanish in the flesh-sea strife. 

One might not know that souls had place Were't not for the wrinkles in life's face.

( Courtesy- "Dyessey" Whom I fondly refer as "Dearie"-- my own voices, thoughts and symphonies from Manila)