Damp to the core, Earth's deepest fires it would seem Are in danger of dying out. From our core to the clouds Water alone remains Of the four elements: I am water, the stones are water, The earth is water and every bush and berry, Every leaf and tree Is water. You, too, are water. Water has washed away The clear, sharp lines that delineated this from that, That defined one life from another life, That limited the meaning of I and you, Suggested to us this could never happen. The distinctions are gone. We are at once invisible and opaque, Whole and complete, We are water.
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Hi Sandy,
ReplyDeleteI have been catching up with your posts. I love the river picture. Is that the Shepaug? Your rose on Sky Watch was fantastic.
Nothing is like seeing the power of nature in action and it's captured so well in this picture - thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteWishing you a lovely weekend :-)
Sandy this is a great poem and picture...
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem, and i love the music with the water flowing
ReplyDeleteOh Sandy, this is so lovely! Very beautifully written and I love your choice of picture here.
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful....
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.