Water

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

We are not ice and we are not air, but rather, the thing in between.  
The indecisive creatures that drops from the sky on a dark day.  


We can't stay still like the magnificent glaciers,
and yet we can't carry the wings of an eagle.


Someday, the ice will melt into the sea and rain will return to the oceans.


Let's live forever, in the Pacific and in the storm.