We Are The Ripples
From a drop, we are bound together.
We are but ripples in the water.
We start from a cloud, light and airy, fluffy, and free.
Life adds it's two cents and we become heavy.
The weight of this pulls on us until we can hold it no longer.
So we let it off in drops.
Not very big because we don't want to frighten anyone.
As we allow that tiny drop to fall we notice a giant body of water pooling.
This looks like a safe place to fall into.
We hit ever so gently.
Once we do, a small wave surrounds us then another and another.
We are surrounded by many circles that are getting bigger and bigger and
pushing further away from us.
We are the ripples of this life.
We can go further.
About the Creator
Ja Nelle Pleasure
I am a poet, a recycle/up-cycle artist, a fashion designer,dance instructor.I try to teach people ways to unleash their creative minds. I want to bring together collective souls that encourage, strengthen, and support one another.
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