one wrote a bit about:
> how the taste of water can be.
A noun, a verb, singular, plural.
The sounds it makes without intent.
Transparent, transformative, transcending.
A horse might be able to follow the scent.
Walking through it, in the air, like a fog.
Swimming throught it, in a lake, floating like a log.
Touching it when cold as ice can freeze as solid.
In a chapter, in a verse, a line may suggest
it's metaphorically weak and soft and yet
able to dissolve what is difficult at times
by simply flowing around for a spell.
Round and square, dropping as drops,
evaporating and returning, again and again.
It waves and could be molecular as wells are
dug in the ground to find it sitting with a table.
- without legs ... ... hmmm ...