Ripples of Renewal (Bi+ Poetry)
In water’s gentle caress, we find ancient wisdom,
A catalyst for transformation, mirroring the seasons’ shift.
A solitary rite of cleansing,
A ceremony of renewal.
In this lake, my pain, my history, wash into wisdom.
Like lessons of my ancestors and memories of my father,
I am born of water.
For in its depths, I shed the weary day.
Fluid as the tide, we evolve with time’s rhythm.
We soak.
We emerge, unmasked,
Our soul as deep as the sea, as diverse and obscure as the ocean floor. Naked, we bask in our beauty and scars.
Our skin, our bodies, our temporary home.
Our spirits roam, untamed, riding the ocean’s boundless might.
Upon life’s waves, we surf.
We cheer, embracing each season’s turn,
I am…Fluid as water, until the end, when fire claims the earth.
Each day, we are renewed, embracing the cycle, the rebirth.
