Playing in the kiddie pool
Warm and wet
Bet I can still drown
You better, you better, you bet
Can't do laps or a flip turn
Buying time, my eyes burn
Take a deep breath, give it space
These surface ripples
Tickle my face
It's power almighty
Deep, dark ocean
A fragment of spiritual motion
Waves crash out into the universe
And recede, breathing in
The eternal, divine verse
Friday, March 13, 2009
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