Zeng Han Jun

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Nature of Water


Staring down at the pan of water.
Thinking it so clear and cool.
Form so fluid it is hard to alter.
Its nothing, just a really small pool.

Using my hands to form a cup
Pulling the water to my side
Think I could round it up.
Away from me it passes and glide.

Shoving it away from me.
Strange it may be, I thought it so.
Cause now its me, it wants to see.
Quick as it is, I couldn’t stop its flow.

Long and hard I ponder about.
Where have I seen this familiar sight?
Its just like human without a doubt!
Deprive, he wants. Give and he flight!

Submitted: Monday, July 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 08, 2013

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