On my Way

on my way
the veil breaks
and I wonder for a moment
if I can stay in both realms
around me a flow
like the rushing of water
I didn’t know this
I had fallen asleep
for so long
the mud
started to claim me
I didn’t know
I would grow here
my limbs stretching forth
but moreover,
I didn’t know
hungry roots could shake free
of what they’d devoured
and I could be like
empedocles’ daughter
asking
tell me this
tell me this father,
what’s in the house of the lord
as I leap from the bank
and laugh,
splashing,
into the water