A Droplet And A Ripple...

It was there, clinging on to the edge of the leaf and was about to fall, fall into the little puddle of water below… The Droplet.Yes, the droplet was ready to give up and surrender its existence to the little puddle below. But something made it cling on, that little longer. Perhaps a desire to stay that fraction of a second more in company of the green leaf. The same green leaf that held it, nurtured it and was now ready to offer it to the little society of droplets underneath.What was it? Ju...