I go deep in
Sinking in
The endless fault line
Digging in
Brittle nerve ends
Ploughing in
Pointed
Ragged edges
Deeper still
Shuttering my eyes
Looking
Bellowing
Beneath the river of salt
Stars, sparkles
Glimmerings of meaning
Bathing
Plunging
Diving in
Piercing knowingness
Deeper still
Breathing
Slowly
Breathing, Breathing
Murmuring
Thought-lessness
Droplets of quiet
Seeking completed
Am still.
Preeti Ramanathan
You echoing my thought. To me to express in words I’d difficult. Happy to read your poem.