PIDDLING IN THE PUDDLES
　
While I piddle in the puddles, there is an ocean to explore.
A fulfilling life beyond normal comprehension.
To delve into the most erotic and esoteric emotions,
To find rewards, incalculable and forever mounting.
To know yourself and understand others,
Is to gain the accumulated knowledge of the ages.
The reward for that knowledge is the most gentle,
And satisfying treasure you will ever hope to gain.
Do dreams like that get washed away like so much flotsam, or is it jetsam?

Not completely, if you are a survivor?

Does anyone know who wrote the above?

Think H2O.