A ripple in a glass of water
can never leave the glass.
Yet if the glass ever cracks,
the water can push against it,
working away to force an opening.
Even if the gap it makes is only
wide enough for a trickle to escape,
sometimes that trickle is all that’s needed.
Seeping across the table,
weaving its way through discarded cutlery,
crusted salt and pepper pots
and past dusty, fine china plates
to the edge, where droplets form
ready to drip into the dry soil
filling the plant pot below.
The fresh seeds lying in wait
beneath the surface
will finally get
their spark of life.
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