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