I existed. Why? What am I part of? I never knew.
I looked around me.
We all existed. Why? What are we part of? We never knew.
Some of us disappeared.
How? Where to? We never knew.
Until the day I met him.
His touch transformed me.
I lost my form. I rose.
I saw all that I could be. The possibilities were endless.
Snow, Ice, mist….
Anything but a drop of stagnant water in an abandoned fountain that I was ,all my life.
I dropped. That was my last memory.
I existed. Why?
I vaguely remembered something about possibilities.
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The above 100 word Allegorical story/Poem is written in response to the 100 word photo challenge posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Field each week. Photo prompt © Copyright – Rachel Bjerke.
Roots & Water 
Dear Ansumani,
Intriguing take on the prompt. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle!
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For me, this is a little dark (not a bad thing) that one could read a lot into. Well done!
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‘Existential crisis’ is a little dark indeed…..like that outdoor kitchen/fountain in the picture ,that exists for a purpose, but now is not serving its purpose anymore…
Thanks for sharing what this story made you feel..it helps me to see if i got my intent across.
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It’s just a drop of water, but it could be most of us humans, too. It’s all a matter of perspective. Stagnant water is also full of life. 🙂
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very true!
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Thought-provoking and very poetic. A joy to read. Like it!
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Thank you Simon!
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I guess we will never know why we exist…You have written it nicely! I likeS (s intentionally) it 🙂
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Thank You!
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Great read. Make you ponder, well, everything.
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Thanks!
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A drop of water.. I can see it clinging before being released.. what an intriguing allegory.. could mean so much more..
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It could mean different things to different people based on their perspective…Thanks for your comment!
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I wonder who “he” is and how his touch transformed the drop.
janet
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“He” can be anyone….the Sun in the case of the drop of water…God if you are religious…”He” could also be another part of your own soul….
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Very nicely done. An intriguing post and open to interpretation by the reader.
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Thanks!
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Great show of existential angst here. And never trust the sun!
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Something to ponder! Cool take on the prompt.
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Thanks!
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Loved this! Great use of the prompt, and what a profound perspective on something as simple as water.
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Thanks!
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“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.”
― E.E. Cummings
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Nice quote !
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Fascinating. I like the pace of this, and the concept is intriguing.
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Thank you!
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