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Facets of a Faucet
Before my mid-life realization My life was like Sitting naked In an empty bathtub With my knees To my chin My arms wrapped tightly Around my thighs A blank expression Upon my face My skin Dry and shriveling From lack Of an adequate supply Of that life sustaining Elementary particle Every so often A single drop Of water Would hang From that inactive faucet As it would hang, For what seemed Like an eternity, I would see My sad reflection Within it As each drop is akin To a glimpse Of actual livingness There I would sit In extreme anticipation Waiting for that drop To pierce my parched skin When the longing would end With the falling Of that drop I would come to life To enjoy and be happy But only for a brief moment Then the moment Would be gone As the drop Would dry up Just like the other drops Before it They never lasted long Those moments of livingness And then one day, it happened The realization That I wasn’t living The one life That I had been given I decided That I needed to live And gave that faucet A gentle turn Now That once dormant faucet Has a never-ending torrent Gushing from it And I am not afraid That the water Will consume me And that I will drown In quiet desperation For I know That I can float In the buoyancy Of the knowingness And understanding Of Who I Am Contrarily The water soothes away The arid feel That I have become Accustomed to It has exposed a more Sensitive, soft Sensual, sheathing That I am now Just being able To feel Comfortable in Once the tub fills I will be completely immersed By the whole Of the adhesion Of the individual drops Of Life Each one affecting Or being affected By the one next to it And my soul Will be replenished By the living And the experience Of them all
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