The coated raindrop.

The raindrop was coated with every passing angel.
It stayed in the sky like blessings of rainbows.
It watched over space and reflected the elements.
As God had passed by it had noticed his frequents.
So strong was its soul it would never grow dry.
It felt so free it thought it could fly.
But stay it remained. It remained in the sky.
Coated again by souls as they die.
The larger it grew the less it was seen.
No pressure released it never grew mean.
It's vapour so soft that it felt it could breath.
But one day it exploded its love into earth.
And on it dearest life began its new birth.