Puddle

A poem in the shape of a raindrop falling into a puddle that reads as follows: A drop Or puddle Who decides The lines muddle Where is the difference Which of the labels is right At either end of the spectrum There is a point they can unite There is a boundary they dissolve With one another they each huddle Not viewing themselves as separate The raindrops collect into a puddle Peering into their reflections Lines begin to melt away Forming the sea of life Together they play There is no telling where one ends and the other begins They realize that there is no difference between their kins Personal identity Builds up your barrier Break it with compassion Realizing no one is superior There is time to change the future Find new ways that you can be of aid Prioritize feeling someone else's pain Be selfless even when you're afraid Do what it takes to be a creator Building a life that is greater By trusting your intuition Not waiting for later Helping those Feeling blue See them As you

We are each a drop in the cosmic puddle, part of a vast and interconnected universe. We determine our boundaries and decide what separates us from one another, yet our existence is still intertwined and interdependent. Our actions and choices can ripple out, affecting others in ways we may never fully understand.