Into the Sea
I stand at the edge of the “world”
And enter into
A world of
My memories
And they are watery
They are slippery
I recall
Playing
Laughing
Splashing in the water
Tasting the salt on my lips
Laying face up on the sand
Letting the sun bake me
The soft land caress me
Sand flies tickle me
And yet
And yet
Was there another?
That lived
That watched
That noted my play?
Another me
Into the deep, deep caverns
Of cold water
There is a place where
Ancient rhythms ring
And beckon
And have until now
Inserted themselves
Into poems
And prose
And characters
And dreams
And relationships
And adventures
And they have
Quite literally
Saved my life at times
So now it would seem
That naturally
I would owe them
Blood.
But I tell you
This very simple truth
That when I stand
At that very same seashore
Now I see only territory
I stand as
A maturing daughter
Of the one true God
Yahweh
Loving father mother son
A truth hits me
Like a sand blast
A ruckus wave
A rogue gust
This truth
Kicks me out
Of my street shoes
So I stand barefoot
On the sand
Ready to be revealed
In another way.
I step
Into an awareness
That I am currently
Going from
Playing and splashing
To redeeming
And loving
From forgetting
To remembering
To Responsibility
To recollection
Of what
I cannot yet say
Only that here I am on the edge
And am in awe
Of the kingdom
Yeshua Hamachia Adonai
I am in awe of the vastness
The expanse of territory
That ebbs flows careens
Spills over
With water
With blood
For my honor
For my renewal
For my life
To live
This truth
The rainbow light of forgiveness
Truly is
At hand.
(c) 2022, Nikki Lyn Pugh
Image by: Quangpraha
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