waters
Added 2025-03-21 12:42:07 +0000 UTCi walk
to the waterfall
and stop
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to admire the rocks
and roots and sky
and here
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blush-tinted expanse
and verdure fertility
i lay on a bed of stones
*
and listen to the mother
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and gaze at the emptiness
and fullness inside
i ask the teacher
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about the gaze
and he says stop
return to the breath
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all the textures
breathing
a tapestry
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i come to the falls
and the water is very clear
running, fresh, cold
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wanting to submerge
but people all around
i don’t have a covering
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so i walk slowly along the rocks
pressing this body against them
and going to my knees in the waters
*
murmuring thanks
again and again
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i love the waters
coolness gently
the baptism
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on the way back
there is a woman
who i do not recognize as God
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but she recognizes
and calls me beautiful in arabic
and i apologize to the Father
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for forgetting
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who am i?
