Have you seen that skilful diver <br />who submerges her corpus, <br />and re-baptizes her soul? <br /> <br />Have you seen her? She is the one <br />who creates architectures in deep waters <br />and statues made of a thousand metals and <br />paintings of myriad colours of fluid, passing <br />through the music of rivers into the ocean? <br /> <br />She is the Poetry; it is her who knows <br />what richness of the impenetrable means. <br />It is her, who lives through all invisibles <br />that reveal from the high level of dry air; <br />and whenever called upon, she knows <br />how to emerge in the surface <br />and save those drawn in shallow waters. <br /> <br />On top of that she can disclose for them, <br />through the reflection of her glance, <br />the new born sun, rising from the depth <br />of the Apocalypse. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />© JosephJosephides<br /><br />Joseph S. Josephides<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poetry-112/
