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Water

 

Water is a blank slate

 Anything can make it sweet

 

Maybe it was given to you by a friend, or someone special,

Someone you don’t understand,

Any more then why the water they gave you tastes different than any you have ever tasted

And why it only tastes special

When there is no food to block it out, or distort its purity

Purity, unadulterated by confusion, no questions and confusions

When life has become nothing but questions and confusions

 

Maybe you were laughing when you sipped the water,

And each time you drink that water you taste that laugh

 

And maybe

Maybe you were alone and lonely and sad

But that sip of water was worth another’s company

Embodying the answers and none of the questions

Not the answers you are seeking

But the answers you already know and cannot always believe

 

 

However much you may want to

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February 2008

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