Water-Drops
Calmness is sought
by many on the top
of mountains,
but it reigns inside our own eyes.
We could see ourselves in
the reflection of our dreams,
as they carry us
in subtle steps.
Nothing is as complex
as a drop of water,
yet many drown in
lexicons of useless philosophies;
chants of never ending
fallacies satisfy their table.
However, we all hide in our
own tears,
when they soak
our mouth in sadness.
When rain descends
as a loving mantle
over our fragile skin,
we recognize
the force of love
in
each drop.
It is love that cleans us,
only love.
And it’s shaped
in the form of water-drops when
in the womb,
and as tears when life
teach us how to walk
its roads.
© All rights reserved. Author Marcela Villar M. 2014
zenShui by PhotoAlto Royalty Free image
