And she noticed where the water had
Pushed beyond
Shown its might
Created a new path
And left a new design.
She wondered if it was an inconvenience to the water.
To be so full as to exceed the boundaries given.
Or if, in that moment, the water danced with glee at exploring new bounds.
Whatever the case, the water left a legacy for those observant enough to notice.
She walked on -- reconsidering the idea of capacity.
Could it be that capacity is just a construct built by those with little imagination.
With the intelligence of the water, might it be more natural to ebb and to flow?
Realizing that exceeding 'the brim' has nothing to do with capacity and everything to do with exploration.
