

In ways the world
expresses raw emotion
we shower and shower and shower again
I am blessed with the tears
as if holy water is made
rather just recycled
We are sacred streams
bits of blessed molecules
the very nature of living
How honorary
to know of
anything at all
The feelings
and how we fall
so peacefully I will go
into the river
have a soak
splash around
in the body given
This is
life
