THE WELL
I was trapped
When I saw
The wonderous skies
From my place among the waters
It looked like a roof
I saw it end
Just at the place it began.
I saw the lonely droplets
That I had forsaken
Sadly trickle up the well bottom
To where my palms lay.
I saw the mosses
Grow towards the light
Between the pathways
The stones had made
In the places they were divided.
'Let us nourish you'
They said
Yet my pride shunned them away
I will find a way
They trickled down the stone
The rock crowned with glistening drops
But the crown was too heavy
Making their heads bow down
The waters glistened beneath
The mighty sun
They showed me
Memories of forgetfulness
Showed me
The distorted body
Of flesh swollen in seaweeds
Of myself if I denied their homage
They showed me images
Of the ones waiting for me
In that wonderful sky.
And so I fell back
For nourishment
For hope
For I was too weak to believe
It was not too late
For my hands to grasp
The ropes sent down to me
But I sank
To the unfathomable depths
To the weight of the water above me
To the call of salvation below the surface
To the blisssful forgetfulness and haze
Where I could see darkness with my eyes open
To the songs of loss
I let my hair become water weeds
But I saw
The rope being led down
Just as my hands
Left the air
But it lay there
For I could not hold on to it.
I let the waters make me believe
I was free
And so I did not hold on to it.
I wanted to tear down the sky
To reach heaven
So the waters punished me
And turned me to unto the murky bottom
Where I lay to grant wishes
To the drops of silver
That caressed my face.
(A tribute to M.C. Escher's - The Well)
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