watercolouring

the dispersing water and pigment
(like careful invisible flames
  singeing the surface)
is blitheness
besieged with uncertainties

the daunting hourglass
the spontaneity
the sodden paper
(like ground
  glossed by summer rain)

yet utter joy
one million and thirty-seven hundred raindrops
no, i did not count
it is just me
and my desire
to capture them many
  and let them finish what i have started

so,
be here
witness it
be here
such a shame to miss it

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