Below a glassy reflection, held still and untouched
No ripples of reality, no hurled stones rest beneath its pressure,
Though I long to be there.
With green eyes, I long to be with, absorbing it, stirring, splashing
from its fullness, loneliness and blue, beckons me jump in.
Showing myself free and amused, I unclothe myself
As Adam was before the fall, and with that ripple,
Went under toe, currents and flooding of truth and time.
Holding my breath, heart skips a beat, lungs expanded begin to burn,
Still I may not inhale myself, a fish out of water, I am, in liquids of fate.
Eyes open I swim, feeling every strand of hair
Floating away like every care and every day
Rhythms of peace and love and Motion, keep my body from going under
This marvel of harmony, my Aquarius heaven.
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