Like a pool of water,
a mirror in the forest
I am collecting a world of memories
page after page, drop after drop
notebook after notebook fills up
with smiles of friends
visions in the night
a bird's song at dawn
and all of the colors and the
dancing and the paths and
paths and paths.

And each person who shares
this honest water
is another drop,
a ripple,
an ocean to me.

-Kevin