Face in The Waters

March 15, 2021




And after the stirring of the waters
I look down and see
a slowly melting reflection
of Someone that looks like me.
He is wrinkled, weary, and war-torn,
carrying stories in his creases inflexible.

And a fire -
Justice. Anger.
A certain Mastery.
And I find myself
staring in wonder
at this reflection
this face in the waters
at me
and you
and Him
and All.

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