Beneath the Waters (poem)
Drifting, the soft waters of time, the whole world resides down below. The struggle, the fighting with shadows, the ego it paddles on the fine surface. Don’t spare me my struggles, deprive me of pain nor keep me from sinking.. – may I resist the temptation to be good. Dark waters, coming up slowly, help […]
dark river.. (poem)
my father took me to the river, substance falling away, the destiny of falling water, from something of a dream I wake again… see how the shore flies past like ashes, mysterious ties draws me back to land, the river rushes always onwards, bound for the sea, the endless sea.