The glazed eyes
hide the sorrow of the soul
whose love
I strain to hide from the world.
But how long can water conceal
the intense continuous love of the cavern of our existence?
Time has allowed such secrecy and isolation.
When will the elements of water dry and reveal the true light of my soul?
Such is the pain I live in.
The constant submersion of myself
in cold water drowns my feelings.
Water when will you cease to flow,
so that my heart may beat and float on life’s living breath?