The Well

repairing the damage

Sunrise 13 February 2026 Montreal — photo by the poet

When I awoke this morning
I emerged as if from a well
Where the darkness had enveloped 
The cares of the previous
Day and cradled my dreams
In momentous calmness and peace.

It’s difficult to explain
What I saw in my reflection
Where the pebbles and coins had sunk,
Where I could only grow gills 
To breathe the final truth
Of my mysterious existence.

But in that moment I began 
To drink the music of my life,
The soundtrack that accompanied
Me from the amniotic
Sea to the dark canal
That led to a symphony of light.

Then it was that the sun rose
To the breathing of my mother
On the very first opening
Of my newborn eyes that day
When I was born to see
This everlasting undulation.

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