Raindrops come to bequeath a million sunlit crowns to the blacktop street.
As the raindrops greet Earth, they adorn her with heaven's crowns, the priceless white-water "gemstone" that is gifted to the observant eye.
The raindrops let the light of the sun pass through them and they reflect it too, yet on this rain-calmed day my imagination takes a leap further. What if the raindrops became the most perfect of greens? What if they could pause mid-flight, as if in a three dimensional photograph? What if in each one was perfectly reflected the creation that is all around? Would we then see the raindrops and nature as the marvel they are instead of as some background we ignore while contemplating things that really matter far less?