I will lift up my eyes to the hills-
from whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord
Who made heaven and earth.
(Psalm 121:1, 2)

Face of Man

Face of Man
Jacqueline du Pre

Monday, August 11, 2008

Liquid like water

If you see me in deep waters,
I ask you to please let me be alone,
I am not drowning. When I am liquid like water
I want to be with the weightless sea.
I want to remain suspended, beneath the surface,
breathing in and breathing out thick marine air
with immense lung of the deep. Because answers
come to me in bits and pieces of undefined questions,
I like to think with the hollowness of wind,
Being liquid I soak up all things – trash and truth.
Like the sea, I am filled with filth and purity
Heavier than many lifetimes.

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