waiting

waiting s

let the raging rivers
polish each soul–
let the darknesses
become liquid light
as the waters still

̴ waiting   ̴

for clarity to reveal
the depths—let them
return running through
the end, bringing birth
back to the source

waiting close up 2s

Each time I read another puente written by Jane or Merril I tell myself I will attempt the form.  This one wrote itself (with help from the Oracle of course).

A poem of redress for earthweal.

Collage inspired by Richard Diebenkorn, words inspired by Pablo Neruda.