A Drop of Rain

If you love me -

let it not be for what I am,

but for what I do

To love a drop of rain,

you must first know

Whether it quenches the thirst of a parched field -

Or swells a killing flood

I am nothing more than water;

Why should I be any different?

One more thing -

If you love me, promise this:

When I am gone, you will not show your love

by telling children who I was

or even what I did

(Words, too, are water, and will go its way)

Instead, do as I wished I could have done;

Let your children love you for that,

and learn to teach their children the same

...

(2005 - something like a meditation, more than anything. Not found a good way to end it)