The Song Of A Rain Drop

I am a rain drop flopped down from the clouds I could have landed in a river or the sea Then merging with the rising and receding tides I would have been washed down into oblivion Or could have fallen from the heights Into a desolate dreary desert Amid the blistering granules of sand To be absorbed into nothingness Chance was there to have fallen on a rock Lying scorched in the heat of the mid day sun Then I would have vanished into thin air Evaporating into non existence I could have also fallen into a muddy puddle Or perhaps into a filthy drainage To be contaminated with the sewage Or be the breeding ground of worms and bugs But fortunately for me I happened to fall into fecund soil Where there lay in wait a few seeds Hankering for the cool touch of moisture With arid souls, desperately thirsting for water, They sucked the molecules within me. As their dry kernel got soaked and puffed, Slowly they sprouted and grew into life. Absorbing again the drops that came after me They, into towering trees eventually grew Some touching heaven's azure heights And giving shade and shelter to many Now as I see them crested with flowers And bearing clusters of luscious fruits I feel I am there in each leaf and bud With my essence flowing through every vein! As a teacher, what more is needed for me To feel contented in life?