Rite of Water

Liquid in lungs
Levels rising
As life leaks away
Leaving behind lastly a limp body
Personality lost
Long gone
(“I heard that it’s just like falling asleep,” she told me.)
Wrecked runaway, wise warrior
Please return to me
Remain here
Unless this rite of water
Washes away your rue and regrets
And is really the remedy
If you realize this is the right way
If so (please don’t let it be so),
I will remember you
Remember and remember and remember through both ripe and raw times


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