cupping my hands holding the water for only moments. i let the water return to the body from which i only know in secret ways my back bent like the hands cupped. hands that cradle. mother, i remember.
...............If you were here then it would be the water of the nile , the river and i would watch the sunset beside you!!!!!!!!!! Excellent i don't get on much but this caught my eye, and breath as usual keep them coming. love, k.
simple beauty, i like it. Open to interpretation too: I see your cupped hands as your body/life, holding the water (the soul) for a while until death, when you return to the ocean. Like the water drop that falls to the sea, where it becomes one with the great ocean waters. Maybe I look at things too deep.
hi there i love the picture the words run from your fingers. like life.... love n peace from saff come to think .. remember always.....
I sometimes take trips to the ocean where I will sit for an hour and feel the waves rock me in her gentle way. I to know the ocean as a mother, A life giver. To place the blood water of the earth in us is to invoke thousands of years of evolution of spirit and emotion to teach the secrets which we each know. Its like an activation of memory. Lucid dreamer Blessings Standingdeer
