Transformation Xvi
Transformation (XVI)
Do you think you know water
because you drink it?
It’s not just chemistry,
hydrogen and oxygen molecules…
yes, its nature is fluid
and its texture is wet,
these are what the senses know.
Water has no steady-state,
it can be frozen in matter
or be the dancing clouds,
it transforms based on the environment;
changes to stay balanced…
To the arrogant fish,
water is life and death,
to know anything else is useless.
To the self-centered garden, water
is a blessing and a curse; it doesn’t
make judgments like good or bad,
it only knows that it craves it.
The gardener notices mercurial drops
of rain staining his kale leaves
and he realizes that gold
is the currency of Men
but the Master prefers silver,
like water, it is present
in the sky and the earth.
Have I not taught you anything,
young silversmith, about water?
Is there nothing here, in the words
of a blind man, to inspire you?
Do you know water well enough, White Feather,
to make it rain? Only then will you
truly understand it.
Words: 182 2/13/17
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