One rain drop

I remember when I was a little boy I was told a story about a world that existed in one drop of rain. The lives, loves , hopes, dreams and all of life’s highs and lows were all existing in that one rain drop. All the moments of joy and sadness were taking place in that one rain drop. And each day it slowly was evaporating. Slowly turning into less and less until it was mere air and a long ago memory. I think sometimes that is all we are. Living in an evaporating rain drop. So why not lighten up, smile, accept the beauty of this one moment in time and live in peace. The rain drop is slowly vanishing.