Good writing, with a strong point and with life oozing out.

Ojo

October 8, 2007

My body suspended
In 109 degrees of iron water
Steam curling up around my eyes
Cold air bites my face

Ears submerged
Listening to these living waters
Each body moving with those around it
Sharing this space with generations

Backed up against ancient rock
And incandescent intrusion
A cliff before me
And inky sky above

Pulled upward
Toward a million stars
Celestial bodies infinite
Vertigo turning until I close my eyes

Open again
I see slow, blinking lights
Moving across the foreground
Friends returning to life

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