Communion with the water bearer

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo


The water in the river (03 February 2021 6:14 a.m.)

in time, you and I will flow

over stones and on the bends

where we stay one

or separate ways


on this journey

we leave our conversation

with the rocks

witnesses to the rush

and the gush, and the fire

underneath, giving birth

to pebbles


when we finally reach the sea

and rise with the air

we shall breathe each other

form droplets of rain

become one again,

the heartbeat of the river


Moon water (31 January 2021 5:32 a.m.)

there is always the dawn

she says,

to drink water

from the moon


roused, the moon


her gentle heart


Presence (22 January 2021 8:51 a.m.)

in the silence of a seashell

in the spaces between sands

in the calm winds of the sea

under the breath of rocks

a white cloth waves from a stone


The garden on the moon (17 January 2021 8:30 p.m.)

“Let us run away”, you said, “to the moon!”

“Yes”, I agreed, “I will create a garden there.”

You asked, “And if there is no space for a garden?”


“There must be a garden”, I insisted

“you must have a garden,

at least in your mind

so I can plant trees

and smell the flowers ….

you must, at the very least,

find water,

even in a dream.”

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