Just a Drop
When you come as the rain on farmer’s field
We greet you with a smile of relief and hope
Your arrival the sustenance to our hard work
When you flail in the fury of driving storm
We curse you with tangible malice and hate
Fearful of the destruction you can leave behind
When you appear as the abundant and still lake
We frolic upon you and bask at your shores
Reveling in all you are and all you offer
When you fall as pristine flakes of snow
We watch in wonder of your beauty
Even when the beauty becomes a beast
In the views you obscure with blanketed fog
We must work harder to see things clearly
You the excuse for what we do not see
As flowing river rushing head long to the sea
We see strength that moves mountains
And carries all things to their rightful home
In vapor you adorn our skies with billow and cloud
A majestic and constantly changing tapestry
In which lovers find shapes and share secrets
Freezing attitudes harden you to the world
Your rigidity ever apparent in your icy state
Cast as an impediment to our safety and travel
When you stream down the face of the stricken
Your brine the necessary, visible carrier of pain
We find compassion and fight to make you vanish
We choose our admiration or annoyance
Based solely on how you appear in that moment
Though you always have and will always be just water
And no matter the external or internal that exists
We see others in the same wavering perception
Though they always have and will always be just people
commonsensiblyspeaking 
Wow! Just wow!