water sprite, drowning by the morning light

seems like its really heading to be a bad year for me... i still hope that things will turn out better, cos i'm a hopeful person. but hope is really a flimsy concept. it tantalises you into believing that everything will be alright - but what it really does is laugh at you in the face when things fail.

but still, i'm a hopeful person, because i know not how else to live my life.

and it is from one of those moments when i felt infused by the hope that grows from life, that i wrote this - entitled water sprite:

Have you ever thought of what it'd mean,
for us to sit beside a stream?
With tadpoles nibbling at our toes,
a constant reminder of what life can bring.

Have you ever fell adrift,
in the ocean wide and free?
With remoras suckling off your skin
as the currents cross and draw you in.

Have you ever sat beneath a waterfall,
hands outstretched in mock attempt to stem the flow?
Your senses drowned by the pounding roar,
infusing, sustaining, demanding more.

Have you ever dripped dry in the rain,
and wondered what the clouds might think?
As nightfall lingers the forest grows in
sound and smell as the dewdrops sing.

Have you ever splashed a puddle?
An exuberant leap into its midst!
A tidal wave of playfulness spreads
from ear to ear, as you grin and laugh and scream!

Have you ever caught a teardrop in your palm?
And wondered why your heart extends,
a tentative word, a gentle caress,
that only wants everything right again.

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to remind myself of what life can bring, and also that perhaps, everything can still be right again...