Like the angel

at Bethesda

You stir

my memory pool

 

As I step in

you begin

to 

heal

seal

that which was 

 

hidden

forbidden

 

that which was

 

broken

a token

of abuse

 

that which was

 

lost

cost

forty years

of wandering

pondering

 

but now...

 

Stepping out

of the water

I, Your daughter

become

 

soaked

stoked

 

on fire

 

& dance

the thin wire

 

between

heaven

and earth

 

happy

healed

hungry

 

for more

 

and more

 

of

You

 

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"Now in Jerusalem near the Sheep Gate a pool, which in Hebrew is called Bethesda having five porches. In these lay a great multitude of sick people, blind, lame, paralysed, waitng for the moving of the water. For an angel went down at a certain time into the pool & stirred up the water; then whoever stepped in first after the stirring of the water was made well of whatever disease he had"  John 5 : 2-4