In a skiff on a sunrisen lake we are watchers. br br Swimming aimlessly is luxury just as walking br loudly up a shallow stream is. br br As we lean over the deep well, we whisper. br br Friends at hearths are drawn to the one warm air; br strangers meet on beaches drawn to the one wet sea. br br What wd it be to be water, one body of water br (what water is is another mystery) (We are br water divided.) It wd be a self without walls, br with surface tension, specific gravity a local br exchange between bedrock and cloud of falling and rising, br rising to fall, falling to rise.