Water

A Poem by itai

"the glass of water that I drank in 1984 Did it vanish into the universe?"

If we could all put others first then no one would be last
But we could never achieve this unless we tried
To individually create this unified state
Because love does not spring from inside
Unless you invite it.

When a man fell to the earth
Love fell into a heart
A brain fell into a mind
Like water down a drain
It will see many strange things
Many corners and bends
Who knows if this water will ever come back this way again

The glass of water that I drank in 1984
Did it vanish into the universe?
Or will it's life spring from the depths once more?
If and When it does, who will drink it the next time around?
Will it still be me just living in someone else ?
Drinking through someone else...at it again?

Water is life, please bring me a glass.