Stay soft
Be still
Let people make you into a ball.

But, it won’t be comfy.
Because you’re going to get thrown around.
And you’ll turn smaller.
If water touches you, clone it.
Hold it tight because that is you.
Your life is now a different form.
What adventure lays ahead, no one knows.

Maybe you will next be rain or go down the drain.
Maybe a family of squirrels will drink you for supper.

You are no longer still.
You are life.