I want to venture out 

walk into the rain 

and let it cleanse all that is bad

replenish all that is good 

fill up my empty cup 

so I can continue to pour and pour and pour 

myself into those around me

I am melting in a busy stream 

falling over babbling brooks and grey pebbles

until eventually 

I become merely a drop in the ocean

a tear in the night sky

ready to be lifted up again

overflow and spill

be sipped in sweet tea

or water your plants 

I beg to be more than I simply am now 

wide awake, listening to the rain on my windowsill

wishing to be more than empty