a poem in my pocket

-linked with Marina’s pesky questions prompt at d’Verse

if asked introspective questions

who are you? whom do you love?

i naturally respond with my name:

“lynn” (English) means “refreshing stream, waterfall”

i am like water in its various forms: vapor, liquid, solid–

 cumulus cloud reflecting heaven’s

brightness or darkly brooding until

rain falls in myriad of droplets collecting

into rivulets of cascading laughter to flow

into clear mountain lake, mirror calm, until

stirred to frothy whitecaps by life’s winds;

as solid iceberg exposes only tip,  in time

glacial ice will melt to join eternal sea

who i was, am, will be… changing and yet in essence, still me

let me live up to my name, to be poured out and refresh others

offering a drink of life-giving water from my well

yet i am also thirsty, needing refreshment myself…

perhaps best answer is NOT who i love but Who loves me?

i will joyfully sing, “all my fountains are in you!”