Ode to a Raindrop

A poem I wrote for class.

Iridescent hues swirl,
within the minute
expanse of a
crystalline sphere.
Falling to the ground
fragmenting into infinite
pieces.
Tough terra firma absorbs
it like a sponge, transforming
firm earth into soggy brown
mush.
Life sprouts from that
teeny tiny drip drop
of H2O, turning from
clear impregnated globule,
to green foliage, shooting through
yielding soil.
One bead of liquid
just as important
as the next.
One dribble in the ocean
disappears to the untrained eye,
but emerges again condensed into
a cloud with its brethren,
waiting to plummet to earth again
in a freefall as old as the universe.