Water
Camaray Davalos
Like water, we quench each others’ thirst for less than a cent a day;
thirst for love, knowledge, art, revolution, hope.
Why demand anything in exchange
for something that runs through our veins for free?
Let my words run over you like water
Like love notes trickling down your cheek.
Voices in the streets that speak
of freedom
each one a wave,
together the sea.
Like learning a language through dreams
or medicine when I give you tea,
the chemical reaction of water and root.
Like studying the river’s constant flow,
committing its movement to memory
to be translated on canvas.
Or like raindrops whose simple promise is seedling’s growth.
And worry not, of over saturation
Or of drowning in love, art, or knowledge
for there are worse things to drown in.
