Sometimes
wild and rhythmic
crashing against the shore
in the heartbeat of deep waters
and shouts against the sky and earth
Sometimes
still and domesticated
a canoe navigates the lake mirror
The sea
and the lakes
and the rivers
speak in the language of flow and balance
Cloud
cousins
in the sky
Water reincarnates-
from sea, to cloud, to life
Yes
life
depends on water
But
sometimes
life forgets
Sometimes
too much is given-
To power
and symbols
and walking on hard ground
Sometimes
we forget
we are the sea.
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