From misty whispers in the sky, To droplets where earth's secrets lie. Plants dance and sing, Frogs leap and spring, Nature's tears, a druid's lullaby.. Whatever could I be? Am I something from the sky? The cloud’s tears, that must be why.

A key on a string, The wind in the reeds, Sticks to the skin, The spitting of seeds Counted together, Sum of its parts, Subtly guiding the mind, But a yoke to the heart

Pearls found on the grass, Do me for a mountain kick, Thirst quenched by the dawn.

You see me, but I'm not there Things get crazy in desert air My first three are a space station My last three are on a registration

Remove my last and I’m a huge party, But I’m most often portrayed solo. A torturous creature whose word questions sanity, Or a character in a Disney show.