your christmas gift is
obligations of being water
you must flow
not with the current – but flow
glisten – like with the sun
everything else is illusions
of the surface
the nature of convection
finding the pearls at the bottom
of a furious ocean
the outcasts – the forgotten
the violated and the violator
the divinity in the billions upon billions
of tiny parts that are you
alive and dying unseen
just for you
the river that did not flood
the tower of babel
snow and frost
the unloved you
all that you want – it will give to you
for bubbles in a hot spring
for trickling – droplets of steam
for fluid patterns
a hug for survival
the splashes that never came out
small gaps in reality
to taste all the rain in the world
just for you
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