FEATURE,Camille Robiou du Pont
The Song Of The Silver Lagoon
Tiptoed
Skipping on rocks,
Looking for the one stone that whispered:
“Paint with the wind, in a dance,
Surrender yourself in the trance
Listen to the trees,
Their telltales from every fallen leaf
Ready your heart for the leap,
Take that one breath, and dive in deep.”
Swimming into the depths of silver waters
Digging into the great unknown
Bringing the divine-self into surface,
She is an awakened soul
Unashamed and unafraid
Bare-boned,
Skin and breath is all that remains
Feeling the fire within
She is beauty
She is power
She is sense of wonder
She is holy poetry She is sigh of relief
She is I
I am she
Sisters of a sacred sea
