“Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container.” ― Wallace Stevens

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Recently I feel like I have been attempting to cup water.
Attempting to capture this current in the palms of my hands, to make it still and aplenty.
No matter how hard I try to hold it, it always seems to find the cracks in my hands.
No control, no way to stop the water from shifting, or circulating.
The words ring throughout my head, "you can't hold something that doesn't want to be held."
So I spread my fingers wide letting the water pour over coating my long pointy fingers.
Free to flow.
I fight the urge to close my hands.
I hate that feeling, fighting a desire that beats so strong within me.
Wanting to experience a sense of closeness but well-knowing I may need to wash clean.


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