10 March 2013


My world is about to break open; I hear it cracking beneath my feet like a gigantic egg, and I wonder: Will I fall in?

From here and now things pick up speed. Nothing will be as it was. I have longed for this change, this transformation, but to be engulfed by the unknown . . . Is it the same thing as an embrace?

No one says the water embraces the man who is drowning.

But maybe it does.

The rumble, the shift, the growing roar. I brace myself for whatever comes next.

1 comment:

Christine Rains said...

I really like this one. Maybe it's the line about the water embracing the man who is drowning.