Beads of moisture
Burst
Into individual life
On the underside
Of the concave glass lid

At first, each bead
Is not even
Itself
In the pool
Of hot water
In the pot

Then the water
Evaporates
And travels
Through the air
From the hot pool
To the lid

On the lid
The bead is born into
Its individual life
Which it lives
In community
With the other beads

Thin borders of dryness
Separate them

Gravity pulls them
From the apex
Of the lid
Down toward
Whatever side
Is nearest

On their way
They cross the borders of dryness
Join
With other beads
And lose
Their individuality

Larger beads form
And grow
Even larger
With each bead added
To the mass
Until gravity pulls it
Down to the edge

Where it drops
Back into
The pool
Of hot water
Below

This process
Repeats itself

I am like a bead
Addicted to my ego

But I will join the others
In a suicide dive
Back to the water
Eventually

June 29, 2021 at 07:46PM