4.23.19
My heart is a fish that has leapt out of the pond of my being,
it flies through the shocking air;
brightly, then balanced, and finally falling.
What sand, on the shore of your being?
Praying for the lapping tide of your grace:
I am a heart
am I brave enough?
You are an ocean
are you swell enough?
save from thinking dry,
bring in without calm
into your ocean;
I am a fish
am I alive enough?
You are a being
are you calm enough?
save from slow breath,
bring in with care
into your being.