Untangling the tangles –

Of thoughts of deficiencies
The fears and the jealousies
All the sins
Mine and theirs
Crossing the lines
Of sovereign territories
Taking up residence
They unwind
Settling down comfortably
Until I have no memories
Of godgiven innocence
Tangled up I sit
In the mind’s tangling demons
How to sift the salt from the sand
I pray I believe –
And this will go unnoticed:
Drop by drop I become
An ocean of salt


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