Water

Every drop becomes something larger

Water

I convinced them all I'd died

So they'd know I'd been alive

Moved to the forests near the shore

Wore robes and carved a staff from oak

Wore in my ears but the words I spoke

Nothing clouding my air anymore

When a raindrop flushing down from skyward

Separates soundlessly, sneaks away

From tomorrow, today and yesterday

It doesn't care, needn't look forward

No more cluster, fluster, all enclosing body

Is it river, lake, stream, drop on a roof?

Merged, silently screaming, compressed in youth

I'd made splitting, sliding from the stream my hobby

What it would be to live without a label

I built shelter, fished and hunted, lived wordlessly

Saw sightlessly, mused thoughtlessly, breathed breathlessly

No society, man to bring me news or fable

As days passed, on one nameless was a storm

From its fury I spied a drop, a lonely soul

To the sea, the all enclosing body took its toll

Without choice, each drop was doomed to lose its form

I left my staff, I sauntered to the shore

Felt myself become all the world as well

Plunged in the water, swam from peace to hell

Accepting life as legion evermore

In the moment which I died

I knew I'd never been alive

Reviews

[Maya]

One could almost feel imagery - deliciously tragic. Is there a reason why you are so drawn to water? :)