Drop by drop, a lake becomes

Poem

Drop by drop, a lake becomes

But I cannot cry - 

I am the desert. 

Signs of life are sparse, only 

Necessary for survival. 

 

Drop by drop, a lake becomes

So I do not cry - 

I am a puddle. 

Momentary joy for those who stomp in me

But it hurts to be stomped in. 

 

Drop by drop, a lake becomes

Though I do not cry - 

I am a river. 

Resisting my current 

To give it all to an ocean. 

 

Drop by drop, a lake becomes

How could I not cry? 

I am the lake now. 

I am full, not spread thin. 

I am overflowing with me

 

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Posted May 7, 2022, 10:30 AM UTC

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