July 11, 2010

holding her

In the ocean, if you dip under,
you hear a quiet rumble.
Like thunder far, far away.

The sound is there, but
whether the water pressure subdues it,
or the situation creates it,
the sound washes away to somewhere else.

Then the silence fills you.
There is nothing but this very place.

You will find me there
when I'm holding this baby.

You will find me there.

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1 comment:

baffle said...

ooooh grammiejo, that is so beautiful.
you are in love.