The Cleansing

Water covers water, shimmering
Streams like fingers flowing
Washing away stone and earth
Shapeless, formless, voiceless
Starting anew
The current below washing over me
Rinsing away the stains from my body
To once again renew it’s splendor
The day is gone
We leave our light behind in vain
The stains remain
We wait again for another cleansing
Youthful sounds growing faint
They vanish
Silent, forgotten
I spread my arms wide to take hold of the world
The warmth and strength I feel for a moment
Taking me under
Drowning me
Making me invisible again
Thus begins my cleansing
The day is gone
We leave our light behind in vain
As the stains remain
We wait again for another cleansing
An unstained paradise awaits
Dream of me one last time
I’ll take your tears, clean and pure
And wait again for another cleansing