life keeps leading to more life.
sometimes You place me at the front of your troops as a commander.
sometimes You wet me with your mouth like you do your seal-ring
just before You plant your power.
sometimes You round me
into a simple door knocker
like keeps leading to more life.
You drive me away gently
as a flute song does a dove from the eaves.
with the same song
You call me back
You push me out on many journeys;
then You anchor me with no motion at all.
i am water. i am the thorn
that catches someone's clothing.
i don't care about marvelous sights
i only want to be in Your presence
there's nothing to believe
only when i quit believing in myself
did i come into this beauty
day and night i guarded the pearl of my soul
now in this ocean of pearling currents
i've lost track of which is mine
there is no way to describe You
say the end of this so strongly
that i will ride up over
my own commotion.
i am alive with other life,
as clear stones take form in the mountain.
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