The Depths
When the white fog burns
off,
the abyss of everlasting light
is revealed. The last cobwebs
of fog in the
black firtrees are flakes
of white ash in the world's hearth.
the abyss of everlasting light
is revealed. The last cobwebs
of fog in the
black firtrees are flakes
of white ash in the world's hearth.
Cold of the sea is
counterpart
to this great fire. Plunging
out of the burning cold of ocean
we enter an ocean of intense
noon. Sacred salt
sparkles on our bodies.
to this great fire. Plunging
out of the burning cold of ocean
we enter an ocean of intense
noon. Sacred salt
sparkles on our bodies.
After mist has wrapped us
again
in fine wool, may the taste of salt
recall to us the great depths about us.
in fine wool, may the taste of salt
recall to us the great depths about us.
~ Denise Levertov
~
(The Jacob's Ladder,
contributed by Andy)
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