Julia Klimenova - Full

I was a Grecian urn,
Once buried, then unearthed,
Forgotten by the sea.
The wrinkles of my cracks
Like fishing nets were spread
Entangling shoals of sun.
The teasing salty breeze
Would lightly touch my skin
Insensitive through time
That heals but kills the joy.
I waited for the rain.

It came and filled me up.
I drank and overflowed
But still kept saying, 'More! '
Until at last I burst
Unable to resisit
The water saving me
From immortality.

Now I'm a wreck, with bits
Of me all strewn around.
But each one dreams about
The fullness of that day.

Julia Klimenova

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