April 29, 2022 - write a poem in which you muse on the gifts you received at birth.
Life's Blood
My blood,
gifted by ancestors
is water
flowing through my veins
I'm drawn to it
mesmerized and spellbound
I've watched oceans
for endless hours
paddled rivers
and baptized myself
in mountain lakes
in mountain lakes
I feel inexplicably tied
to the sound
the taste
the feel
of rain
as it soaks my skin
purifying me over and over
Water is life
...my life
1 comment:
Love it!
Post a Comment