Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Seed: Salt doll does not measure the ocean before it is time

Bright ocean open and bleeding
Sweet is the taste of the brine
Into an emerald wave speeding
Pearl and salt to combine
Given will ever be taken
Pour ‘til your ocean is dry
The depths below you will waken
The sea will then swallow the sky

Such was it begun
So will it be done

1 comment:

maya said...

Such was it begun
So it will be done

I'm quite convinced that it is pure poetry that flows through your veins, Winnie. How do you do this with such ease? I should not question, I should just enjoy.....