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In the dark surge of water
you are surrounded
by rapids

but if you slow down
time
you may be almost still
buoyed by the wide water
your body lifted up
up up towards the surface

foam at your shoulders
hair cool, wet
cheeks glistening
with droplets
like aqueous diamonds
watered fallen

if you close your eyes
in this held moment
you can feel
your shape softly
outlined with river

almost unweighted
you taste the tide
of glaciers
the rain of past
lagoons
the clouds over
red-rose peaks

lip, lip tender with biting
let go into the lissome
undoing of wanting
the edge of earth
a shore distance
let go
and fall into
the suspension float
in the river

you have a body light
buoyed by being a body
in the water
in the river
in the dream
let go of your lip, lip
sip light

So, you might sip your tea now if you have not already
You might close your eyes
and taste the color of the tea
the rare color

blue
the spectrum of red sucked in
the water opens itself
with what remains
to your or our closed eyes

it holds you or us
tenderly and softly
you hold yourself in
the run of the river
rush becoming
you
and you in it

the flavor of such
kind water on your
lip, lip

let go of the vest, the line, the oar
current pulls you
just where you need to go
if you slow down
time
if are almost still

allow your lips to touch the rim of your cup
the liquid warm meets the edge of you
becomes you

keep drinking your tea slowly
with attention
until the cup holds only the blossoms and stems
the leaves
leaving themselves as blue residue

flip your cup
what do you see
the shape of the wave you ride
the form of a body you love
the growth of an unknowable dream
whatever it is
how does it mean for what is next

what is next is really now anyways
if you close your eyes
in this held moment
the water that holds you is ancient
cycling from sky to body to earth
and back again and again

your lip alone is made of 16 layers
of tissue each holding millions of cells
holding millions of molecules of water
made part of you with your breath
your drink

let go let go your lip lip
into the strange trust of liquid
dark in night but brilliant still
the water holds you
and you hold it
and you are beautifully
perfectly surrounded
as a lifted light being

you may be almost still
buoyed by the wide water
your body lifted up
up up towards the surface

with your eyes closed
your tea cup turned
your body full of water and of light and bone and flesh
feel the rush of present into future
of water into your very own life

In the dark surge of water
you are surrounded
by water,
by the rare deep blue
that holds you

you have a body light
buoyed by being a body
in the water
in the river
in the dream
let go of your lip, lip
sip light