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Me @ Sutro Baths, San Francisco

What surrounded me was a cimmerian world.

The rain touched my lips and I could taste the sweetness of it.

Little droplets bouncing on my tounge for me to drink.

The water danced in the puddles.

The wind embraced my soul.

I felt free for that sudden moment.

I had become one with tranquility,

and I was left standing alone with everything stirring around me.

Written: 1994