I went to the water to find peace–
somewhere in the waves,
where the sun fades and the noise becomes hollow.
I went to the water to find resilience–
like the aqua liquidity bending and shaping
to whatever it encounters.
I went to the water to find a sense of permanence–
like the lasting effect of years upon years of continuous movement,
that leaves its mark on all it touches.
I went to the water to find something, anything–
grasping for something concrete to hold onto
or finally letting go forever.
I went to the water to find comfort—
but in between the droplets, I found myself.