January 20, 2014
I sneak under
the droplets.
My head an empty basket
stuffed in an over-sized coat.
I want to break through
the waves.
The raindrops falling falling
down my face.
It’s all there.
Each face, fingertip,
Each living breath
I can hear the heart beat.
The Earth calling
through the clear water,
jump in.

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