Life of a Water Diamond

A glistening droplet falls down, down, down to the deep blue diamond sea.
The gems and pearls of fish swish it back and forth.
The great golden light of the lamp of the sky, making the water diamond rise up, up, up again, giving it only a moment of rest.
The droplet, with hundreds of others, rises up, up, up to an old sweet cloud that has changed its shape many times.
The droplet has made a friend, but in the dewness of May falls again like he did so many moons ago, down, down, down
into a river, only to rise up, up, up again and then down, down, down
to freeze, then melt, and to be dirtied by hands, eagerly waiting to be washed for dinner, then cleansed.
Up and down the droplet goes all around.
It is the true traveler of the world.

A poem written for science. We are studying the water cycle.