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May 7, 2019 by Melissa K Mursch

i am a body of water

 

i am a body of water

 

a child of the port

born under the sun

the scent of the ocean

always lingering

 

i am a body of water

 

the same stream

my ancestors used to wash their bodies

rinse their hands

give them life

 

i am a body of water

 

others may make a home of me

explore me & enjoy me

but i always hold the sovereignty

the power

 

i am a body of water

 

glistening & reflecting

mirroring my surroundings

beautiful

even when things around me are not

 

i am a body of water

 

more than meets the eye

an abundance

just below the surface

hidden in plain sight

 

i am a body of water

 

full & deep

so overwhelming

sometimes

i even drown in myself

 

i am a body of water

 

essential

vast

incomparable

everything

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