They fell upon my heart with barely a whisper, barely a thought,

Effervescent drops that would forever change the vessel it touched.

An infinitesimal bit of nothing, that holds the power of transition.

Resplendent in the knowledge that all things can be altered.

A metamorphosis from the state that only allowed small victories,

Into a realm where the improbable and impossible are plausible.

They fell upon my heart, as twilight turned to darkness,

As hope was fading and despair was predominate.

They fell upon my heart, and my soul began to evolve.

A few simple drops are all that they were, as they fell from the Angel's eyes.

- Margi C.

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