Mercy

Mercy

The Light is a

Rushing water.

I’m swept along

Broken & dashed

Against jagged rocks.

My blood becomes

One with the water,

Crimson ribbons flowing

Against its ebbing curves.

I become one with the water,

Brackish body soiling

Its silk-clear surface.

My soul rises from the water

A sapphire washed of impurities,

translucent with the kiss of sunrise.

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