As so much as water can preserve and fire to hide
Water when acting to decide, to melt the world and overrun the sea
As can it be
That fire wipes away what little remains of truth
Water can Indeed keep against the lengths of time.
But stay clear of too much water dear
For as much as you fear the fire, you may faultier
Would you rather burn or drown
I think I have still yet to decide what better plight to descend from the sky
Better yet to speak in tongues and wrap twisted knots inside my head
To ask such silly questions that thus only beg more questions
©Jessica Stull
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 12:29 AM UTC
As so much as water can preserve and fire to hide
Water when acting to decide, to melt the world and overrun the sea
As can it be
That fire wipes away what little remains of truth
Water can Indeed keep against the lengths of time.
But stay clear of too much water dear
For as much as you fear the fire, you may faultier
Would you rather burn or drown
I think I have still yet to decide what better plight to descend from the sky
Better yet to speak in tongues and wrap twisted knots inside my head
To ask such silly questions that thus only beg more questions
©Jessica Stull
This poem was inspired by a photo shoot in Central Park one day. I was sitting by a stream in a blue velvet dress, playing with the water. Check out my IG page to see the shot that inspired me. @jessica_stull_dancer
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