We Are Rising From The Sea

We are rising from the sea.
You thought we were drowned
but under the water
we were quietly breathing
as we walked on the sea floor
and we're looking inward now
to find out where we are.

I am not what you think, sister, no.
You have not seen my face
nor used my true name.
I have one though - sacred
difficult to speak
difficult to hold.

It changes every moment.
It is your name also.
Learn it. Say it with me.

Jeni Couzyn


[The Fool

The way he does it is this:
when he comes to a river
he takes a bridge out of his pocket
and walks across.

Gabriel Bradford Millar]