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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4412 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention The Eternal Living Waters I Am M. Kathryn Black The Eternal Living Waters I Am from "Contemplation of the Self", a meditation I find myself within the space of my own fluid; my clothes, sheets, even my pillows are wet. Night sweats don't alarm me; I look forward to my inner fire. Poison is burned off. I hear echoes of sea creatures talking from great distances, the bell-like sounds of submarines creeping through canyons and kelp forests. Bubbles tingle like the wee songs of minnows. My head is oceanic; I've explored a limited space. I have yet to see islands form, great plates of earth moving, volcanic steam rising through fathoms, or fish of the extreme deep with their phosphorescence. The intellect is a wonderfully crafted boat built by my irresistable ego. I breathe, I contemplate. In time the boat shall disappear; I will be at one with the sea. |
