Water Of Creation

Life opens up like a book I haven’t read
Even though it’s been on my shelf for years

Reflections of who I am appear fresh and new
Even though they’ve stared back at me
Ever since I first looked into the mirror

Colors sizzle and pop
Dance and burn
Vibrate and explode
In places that used to be black and white

The big picture isn’t just a picture anymore
It’s Me
In the flesh

Maybe not every single moment

But stringing along the moments into minutes
The Minutes into hours
The Hours into days
The Days into Life

And having that Life shine back to me
Like the sun off of he water of creation


                            - Clint Piatelli

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