I Am... (Bottomless Pool)

i am... the bottomless pool at the foot of the cliff, the moment just before dawn. the broken window of the abandoned house, the tire swing casting shadows. i am the eyes of god in the crickets' song, the shovel caked with dirt. i am the thrust of the pelvis, and the death of the soul, the unseen sweeper of hearts. i am the tongue that evolves, the fish that walk on land. i am the drumbeat of lives remembered. i am the child we cannot return to, and the grave waiting in stillness. i am the crash of ideas, the eater of thoughts. i am seaweed in the mouth of the thinker. i am ears that pray, and fists that repent, i am the mark of Cain. i am the lover your heart desires, the face of smoke and incense. i am the cross, and borrowed wings, i am the webbed feet of ancient longing. i am the sinner, and the sin, i am the whole man picking up pieces.