Into Deep Waters

Running into deep waters

full of yellow green moss

drenching my hair

coating my skin

crying out loud within

staying there forever

away from the clean world

where I do not belong

becoming my reality

accepting my truth

be free in the end

there in that mess

surrounded by my destiny

finally being who I am

running into deep waters

I hope I can

hope I will one day

be in the deep waters

amid the yellow green moss

staying there

I hope I will

run into those deep waters.

Draw me, sketch me….

Draw me, sketch me, make a portrait of the being that is me

Show me who I am, what I do, which way I should go

Show it to me through your art, tell me who I am

Write me, read me, scan me, make a novel out of me

Let me know who I am, what I do, which way I should go

Let me be known through your creativity who I am

Won’t you do this for me, this much I ask from you

Would you do this for me, I ask nothing else from you

Show me, let me know- would you?- Draw me, sketch me,

write me, read me, make a portrait, write a novel out of me.