Water Cycle

photo & words by Will Waltz

Window, watching water fall from trees.
The rain as same as dew as same as snow-
the drip-drops sing of each and all these things
as they soak into the earth in high-dive show.

The water of the world is in one being-
in accordance with associative laws-
steamed enough to lose their body, freeing
and clouds together for no human cause.

Like this the golden drops of soul do flit,
at once at work and also on your flesh-
like lakes they can then pool, commit,
and through the sky your memories enmesh.

and so as tears trickle back into my eyes,
you drink every second of my multifarious lives.

— Will is a Waltz Invention. You can follow him on Twitter.

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