Burning drops fall from the sky toward the sea
Not simple raindrops like you and like me.
We steam and boil when they get too near,
They spatter and cackle, they burble and jeer.

And at the sea's surface all finally meet,
And we all merge softly or splash as we greet
Our fate on the surface--And they scream and steam,
And sink to the bottom with embers agleam.

And when the sun shines and the surface is warm
We rise with the vapor, a new cloud to form.
But far down below in the dark of the sea,
Lie cold blackened ashes no sunbeam can free.