Wednesday, 18 January 2012

Identity


Like a drop of water
I wait
patiently
sometimes though,
patience has a way of getting away
but time prevails-
one drop
into
two drops
into
three and soon
I am surrounded
no longer alone
no longer afraid
no longer lonely-
and nothing feels like I feel
like I am a body of greatness
there is no one bigger
better
more loved than I am
warmed from the inside-
I fade
into the air
to be once again
an entity unto myself


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