universes in raindrops

Waking between raindrops, each one is a universe.
Each one is complete.
Each one is different.
Each one is real.
Which one to choose to experience?
Each one gives a different way of perceiving.
Each one has its own way of knowing.
Each one shimmers like a beautiful jewel.
What surprises does each hold?
Are the experiences wonderful? Sad?
Each holds a different promise and even deeper secrets.
There is no music, no sound that can rival the potentials that these universes hold.
How to view them all?
How to allow them to show their inner worlds?
Each one would take lifetimes to explore.
Yet, they call, like the mythological siren's, tempting.
They all are so inviting.
They call out, waiting to be explored.