Saturday, May 22, 2010

the anxious sponge

sometimes our soul is like a piece of sponge. it longs for something to absorb. i kept mine near a sink with a broken faucet. maybe fate has brought it here. still i am minding that any moment the sink might be flooded and my sponge might be filled with water. i expected it to fully absorb the pouring water. but the faucet seems to ignore the mere presence of the sponge. just lying close within reach. waiting anxiously. bit of moist started to appear on all sides of the sponge. but still it is longing to be fully immersed in the leaking faucet's water.

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