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February 25, 2008

Built-in Bathtub

Tear ducts were overflowing from decades of holding in so when tears began flooding it made swimming in the ocean feel like having a bath in a drop of water.

Like overcast clouds dispelling earth’s dryness, every cell of my body was releasing pent up energy. Those saline drops of liquid crystals represented the relief soul experienced when life quenched its parched desires from the drought of longing.

Soul gave new meaning to laughter tears as well as it celebrated itself, happy to have made it through the eye of the needle side by side with the camel with the sparrow cheering all the way to the party room. What a delight!

This gives a new spin to the prodigal son’s story-a remix, if you will- and so when tears blend with smiles without any care or need to take turns or wait for permission or validation that it is okay, life is dandy as can be and I have no need to medicate soul’s style of expressing its bliss.

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