What is the chance that a raindrop falls
Precisely upon a speck of dust?
Does it matter?
Perhaps we’re safe to trust
That if the rain falls hard enough
The drops which flood the surface must,
As they scatter,
Wash away that stubborn speck of dust.
As you might imagine, this poem started while I was watching the rain outside, and looking at where the raindrops were falling on the ground. Eventually, I realized that this idea was something of a metaphor for perseverance: Even if we are not able to achieve a goal perfectly in a single attempt, continuing to try may eventually bring success - even if perfection still eludes us.
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