No telling where it started.

No need to know.

I know it’s spinning.

A vague beginning.

Before we’ll all tumble into ourselves,

seeing roots root themselves to our veins.

We, nature as infants.

Kindly ask for a ocean,

where we swim in pure blue,

bellies grow

as the waves reach towards break-point.

We breathe in,

toes tingle,

colors spark.

We can’t seem to reach conclusion.

However it lacks confusion.

I see you clearly!


~ by Aquatic Poetry on June 5, 2013.

One Response to “Clearly”

  1. Enjoyed reading this poem…it had a bit of a paradoxical tone to it for me.

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