Water’s Story by Sonali Pattnaik

Water’s Story

Sonali Pattnaik

the falling from above of water reminds us that the story of water remains half told water gives, takes, dances and destroys it surrenders without relinquishing a drop of its power it’s a paradox, a talisman of the truth in resistance do not let water and its generous falling trick you into believing that she is gentle and appeasing she flows, feeds and forms for herself alone water is held and holds without boundaries banks are contours to her infinite body your banks she is certain to break and overflow she is not made to be controlled through the years, ever so silently she will rearrange the mighty land’s structure through her meandering course like love, water only appears contained the fount of all birth water never truly belongs it is not only fire that undoes water caught, chased, choked and harmed is self-damnation she will explode every pore of the parched firmness you stand upon

water is given to release and flow not to fall she will become you as you immerse in the end over your limbs fold the falling of water from above reminds us that water will not be caught let her be many, let her fondle and enter the earth to rise again and again she is here for love for it is not fire, but water that ignites many a hunger and ends many a thirst water, a testament to life’s divine and delicious contradictions was here first yet her story remains to be told