Calling long and deep
into the bottomless well of myself,
to my heart, I posed a wordless question
that water–free–be invited to speak.

So I listened I paused and listened–
opened, I dissolved
fear in me.

Water of my hands
woke up, sprung up.

Water of my feet.

Water of my eyes,
my brain.

There were no parts of me
my invitation was not reaching.

Little baby faces all that water was–
and each, an innocence,
a living breathing star.

And therein
other starry lights.

Green azure golden
shot high all around me.

Rainbows spinning, under and over-lacing,
composed a heaven’s tapestries.