looking inward,
there is water running rampant ~
crashing
blasting
roaring through the canyons of my mind
white frothing fingers claw at the banks of my soul like a searing liquid metal
(and I wonder, in my dream state; "since when is water hot?")
I drown;
gasping....
losing the wind and reaching for light
knowing...somewhere there is calm
hidden cavern
space of quiet spirit
my eyes ever searching for that slow pool
so I can lean in and
take
a drink
of
me....
Mar 26, 2012
Mar 26, 2012 at 2:12 PM UTC
looking inward,
there is water running rampant ~
crashing
blasting
roaring through the canyons of my mind
white frothing fingers claw at the banks of my soul like a searing liquid metal
(and I wonder, in my dream state; "since when is water hot?")
I drown;
gasping....
losing the wind and reaching for light
knowing...somewhere there is calm
hidden cavern
space of quiet spirit
my eyes ever searching for that slow pool
so I can lean in and
take
a drink
of
me....
