Find You

out with the dog
early morning
green and rain, but
under canopy of trees
i am dry, mystified
by wet noise
all around me, but
i am dry.
i look up and am taken by
a sense of being
under water, all the dripping
leaves like lillypads.
where are you?
for how many lives
have i searched
and still i cannot
find you.

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