Friday, September 27, 2013


by Jason Motsch

I don't know if i am returning or departing 
or resting at home dreaming.
the one of the ages has blown in from the east
and drives me toward the sun.
I feel it in the countryside bleeding from the
earth and trees, the waters and the rocks,
and in the flame within my heart.
I am always sitting at the well  
waiting for the bucket to come up
out of the holy waters to renew my soul.
It has come.

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