I feel like a wanderer in the desert
Who, having found an oasis,
Wants to dive in
Wallow
And drink his fill
Yesterday.
But something within
The Water Itself
Reminds me today
Too much Water
After dehydration
Can make one sick
Sip it
Savour it
Respect it
For to muddy the Water
And drink It as though it were mine alone
Diminishes Its helpful Presence.
If I can remember to look beyond
My own reflection
i see
Without a shadow
Or a doubt
Still Waters run deep...
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