Drops.

Staring in the infinity
Till eternity
The tiniest particle
gains mass
slowly and steadily
some more particles
gather around
to give it more mass
And shape.
Though small in size
It bears heavily on heart,
mind and soul
And slowly that mass
starts rolling down
and then they become easy
One after another,
They roll down the cheek
As if they would never stop
Until they see
someone they long for.