Like a dance of unknown moves
Confidence only
Standing on toes and wind in hair
Through eyes
Jars are filled
Pour out like rain and renew the salt
Why sould I be trampled
Sour stomach and honey lips Kissing
The end of all we never needed to
know
One with impeccable time
Pools of Siloam in His eye
I caught my reflection
Looking nothing of sin, scars, sorrow
His smile obliterated my agony
and I knew
I had always been in the pool.