Water

Water sits
Thinking
In a cup.
Feeling the walls, the
Boundaries,
Tasting the air,
A true shape-shifter.
I tilt the cup,
It comes to greet me,
Sliding down my throat.

Cool, soft, light, I
Appreciate the friendship.
And the sustenance.
And some say:
It is "only" water.
Only water? I ask.
Then you have yet to meet it
On equal terms.
To know another, you must first
Know yourself, and what
You need.
Only water?
Yes, it is only water.
And being so,
Its value is infinite.