FEET ON THE WATER

FEET ON THE WATER

I love the feeling of sea water on my feet,
at midday, when the shallow salt water is warm
and the sands are protesting the calmness of the earth beneath.

Surrounded by water, I am given my own kingdom for my inheritance,
and called forth to sit on a bamboo raft for my throne.
These days are priceless, and seriously eternal.

When my feet are on this solemn water,
I am firmly set to conquer the world,
like salt water gushing upon dry, parched earth.

– Fr. Sunny Castillo (5 April 2014)

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  1. Love this poem 🙂

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