Breathing Water

a poem that flows

All is well
and I'm well,
so well
can't you see

the depth it goes,
a stone throws
down and down,
surrender

to flow
like water
fills the well
with wisdom.

What shape
will we take
and bake hot
with the glory

of our Father Sun,
hold steady
as the rock,
protect me

and do not relent
as my loud waves
crash
and beat

your heart
against mine,
we slow time
in our conjoined breath.