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Mar 2016
A drop of rain falls down to earth
And joins with others, a puddle forms
And it grows and grows until one day
A stream is formed and starts to flow
Then streams join up and make rivers
And rivers flow and flow and flow
And join up with others on their journey
Towards the end goal - the ocean
The final destination
The Unity
The Oneness
The Completeness
The Onlyness
The Sole Identity
'Cause that is all it is
A drop of water
Trying to find its way back home
To the Ocean
The place from where is came
The Ocean - the Unity of all other droplets
Seekers of the way back home
Not staying long, but rushing
Rushing and flowing
Flowing and rushing

Some rivers may be filled with filth
and dirt
and grease
and all kinds of disease

Others may be pure and sweet
Easy-flowing
Beautiful, clean

But even the ***** water can be purified
And even the cleanest water can be dirtied

Choose your path wisely, little droplet
Home awaits.
Home awaits
I don't know if everyone will get the metaphor.
Of course, different people get different things out of poetry
Everything is open to interpretation :)
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Shades31  21/M
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