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