The Shape Of Water
Try to wrap your mind around a gust of wind,
a rainbow, or the shape of water.
Let your thoughts swim in a pool of imagination,
and dive into the depths of the abstract;
letting it help you understand what defies definition.
You can inhale a breath of air
and feel the wind on your face.
But can you describe its shape?
The wind, although tactile, is invisible;
and it's constantly transforming itself.
You can envision a rainbow arched across the sky,
and yet, it's ethereal, without mass or weight.
It's a magical illusion, composed of water and light,
that only appears to be substantive.
You can see, smell, feel, and taste water;
even observe its transformation into clouds and ice.
But can you describe
or sculpt water based on its shape?
Our mind connects all the missing dots
that make sense of this phantasmagorical world;
letting us contemplate the shape of water.
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