The Poetry Series: 4. Water
Eighty percent of our body is water, 80%
leaving twenty percent that holds it together, 20%
the muscles, the organs, the bones, the tendons.
Eighty percent 80% of our soul is poetry
shoved into the twenty percent 20% that is unheard:
the mundane, the everyday, the logistics of living.
Slice open my veins to let the eddies of words flow
endless waterfalls of thoughts, emotions, sensations
rivers of rhythms and rhymes in undulating waters
flowing into the coastal seas of seeing others,
emptying at last into the ocean of knowing myself.
Evaporating into the ether, to fall in loving rain.
Growing the lands and souls of those left below.
