Y/. The Wondrous Story Of Clara Poem by Aufie Zophy

This is about Clara who was a tiny drop of water
A good girl, followed what her father taught her
She lived in the ocean, was happy and full of cheer
Until one day, what happened to her, oh dear?

One day she basked near the surface of the sea
In the sunshine, enjoying all the warmth and energy
But of this energy she got too much, there’s no denying
She evaporated and found herself soon flying.

She flew and flew, far and through the wind so high
She wondered where, oh where to, shall I fly
She gathered with other drops of water in a cloud
Wind pushing her over the land where she rained out

Little Clara ended up in drinking water for a man
Think about little Clara’s fate, imagine if you can
After passing through his mouth, stomach and gut
She entered a warm red fluid, they called it blood

She was carried through vessels thin and long
What an experience, she did not cry, she was strong
When she passed the brain, out of the vessels she went
Yes our brain consists of water, about seventy percent

In the brain she seemed to settle down and stay
She started to enjoy it there more day by day.
She was in the brain of a man, his name was John
And listen to what the man, named John has done

John was a charitable man, doing many a good deed
He liked so much to help those who were in need
Whenever he did so, his brain was a fantastic place to be
Clara enjoyed the love and peace and tranquillity

Once when John was praying to the universal Soul
His brain was at peace and it felt sooo good for all,
That another little drop of water, named Molly
Started to spontaneously dance of joy and jolly

All drops of water in John’s brain took a stance
And joined Molly in her fantastic dance
They were dancing for quite a while
That night John slept with a great smile

One time when John was in deep meditation
The thoughts of John emitted a bright radiation
Clara and Molly who had become each other’s friend
Enjoyed the clear light and wished it not to end

When John was sick and was about to die
The two friends dreaded to say goodbye
But somehow they had to leave John’s brain
They left his body and again became drops of rain

They fell in a small brook that swelled in the monsoon
And with millions of companions they reached a river soon
In the river they travelled steadily for hundreds of miles
And when they saw the ocean, they were all in smiles

They travelled to great depths of the sea
And enjoyed their origin ecstatically
When they told their friends about the adventure and the fun
The friends decided to go immediately basking in the sun.



Aufie Zophy,
Bachok, June 2013


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