In Water

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 In Water
By: Anonymous Ken

In lakes it can be still, in rivers the water falls
My hopes all surge from springs, the water sends some calls
I am a little cloud by lagoons I'm softly cradled
I'm running with the wind, all free, untamed, unbridled.

I am a little brook tiptoeing in the forest
A silent shrill my voice declaring love so earnest
But I can be a pond and peaceful I can be
Be glad to have some ripples, the ones that all can see.

And I can be a harbor with boats and ships in sight
Adorned by architecture and crowned with kinds of light.
Yes I can be a marsh, quite graceful but mysterious
Unsure what evil lurks, quite eerie, even vicious.

I'll be an oasis, in deserts I shall quench you
Or I can be a swamp, in forests you shall run through.
Shall I just be a stream which hopes to meet the sea
In deltas I can scream, so happy I can be!

I can be an inlet, so humble and obscure
Of waters I quiet, so simple and demure.
But I think I shall ask, this one important question
Can I just be a sea in the middle of an ocean?

Taken at Bangui, Ilocos Norte

Water above me
Water below me
Water around me
Water inside me.

Even my sorrows are washed away with water
As they escape from the windows of my soul
As I am cleansed when I do falter
My brokenness to be made whole.

Engulfed I was in sacred womb
In water I attained this life
Engulfed I'd be, my holy tomb
When water ends my strife.

Water above me, water below me
All goodness it shall rain
Water around me, water inside me
I vow to drown disdain.

Water above me, water below me
I cast my beating heart
Water around me, water inside me
Death is one holy art.

For love is but a series of deaths we don't imagine
And deaths are all beginnings of love, one pure contagion
In love we die each day, reborn to forge our death
In water can't take, the glory of one breath.

But water all we are, around us we are found
Convoluted and bizarre so funny it may sound
In water we shall live, in water we shall die
In water we decay, in water we shall fly!

Water above me
Water below me
Water around me
Water inside me. — in Bangui.