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An Ode to Water

An Ode to Water

the greatest addiction to have is water,
the balance it brings is unlike any other. 
passed from mother to daughter,
here have a little water.
we are vitality born, 
although tattered
and battered,
to cling to a divine element 
is to cling to life itself.
That’s why we pour our buckets into someone elses’ buckets 
low and behold,
that’s how love is born. 
if mother nature is the land,
she was born from our oceans, 
evolved in potion,
sprouted our forests, 
brought upon devotion,
shaped the ground we walk on,
held me and you 
at our most vulnerable of times,
i’m talking 
egg to embreo 
so am i foolish to claim 
water is our god? 
it’s in all of us,
binds us, 
bends us,
breaks us,
the arch of the inquisitor
at times can be sinister,
but we look up and search for deeper meanings, 
put our hands together and pray for different greetings,
hoping the fates will come to different agreements, 
water has a dance of its own,
watch and you’ll learn, 
it’s easy to miss a step,
caught up in a whirlwind of regret,
can skip a beat,
lose some speed,
bring you down to your knees, 
don’t underestimate the power of friction,
a current brings light out of darkness. 
Try it again another day.
The tide comes in and out,
your worries can hold off for the night,
dream worlds will make it alright.
Water keeps spilling,
time keeps ticking, 
heart keeps thrilling,
life keeps seeking
we keep believing. 
But on a deeper level,
molecular level,
i’m talking cell to cell
mate to primate 
H2O benefacted.
no other statements to be 
retracted,
the fact is, 
the pact is,
water sows the seams,
rights the wrongs,
is it surprising that most water
is in our head and heart? 
the real dictators of heaven and thought 
what is truly taught,
is dictated by,
matter and issue,
did I mention tissue?
I couldn’t put it any other way,
but am I wrong to say,
water forged consciousness? 
bubbled loftiness,
brews emotion,
potent devotion, 
being addicted to your life force,
prioritizing its cleanse, 
no polluting our creator,
poisoning our god,
good god, 
the sensei may be killed by
the student
I repent, 
all wrongdoings 
left unkept,
prioritize your cleanse,
may save us all,
as water as my witness,
and to all, 
good day.  

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