This water in which
my body
shaped by the same,
makes space,
welcome anchorage where
I was unaware
I had died,
gave me, at
last, breath.

So silent
peaceful disturbance,
melted ‘round
my head,
so I could face
my own face.

Only then could I clearly see,
through blinded reason
and thoughts of many kings
and valleys where the water
having taken breath of its own
has spoken.

Wise words from
wise eyes.