I Was Knowledge

 

I was knowledge

before

I was made

 

now resting

in the red apple of

my  ♥

 

I am an urn holding

the entire sea

 

waves are my thoughts

storming to be

born

 

again and again

until

 

I get it right

 

J. Pratt-Walter, © 2024

With You

 If we rebirth, do we also

redeath? Let’s consider that

and what meaning it could bring--

 

and what is either but a mirror and passage

to the other, a sly animated

palindrome on acts of life and time?

 

No matter what, I want

to be born anew with you.

I want to die again and again

with always always you.

 

J. Pratt-Walter, © 2023