there is still salt in this water
like blood it tastes on tongue
‘cross cheek to roll – drawn down
trailing life like hope in the desert
tell-tale sign of spring beneath
poised to break and burst
may the wild water run deep
cover over leather-cracked earth
listen
there are songs below the waves
there is music in the underneath
it is the far-flung future
racing as love’s light to now
brace yourself
Harnessing Chaos 