WATER
I stood there at the black iron railing
watching the rain and the water from
the falls becoming one in the pool
down below – and then the flowing
into the stream – knowing that will flow
into the river – and the river will slide
into the ocean – and then the rain on
my face will
discover anonymity in
becoming part of the big picture – so I
better put out my tongue to taste and
enjoy some small drops before they
disappear into the all – into the big.
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020
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