I wish I could
dive into a pool of transparency.
Not a transparent
pool, rather, a pool that makes ME transparent.
When I stand on
the edge and look over the water,
I am scared, but I
know the refreshment that awaits.
Is it the jump that
I fear—
Or that moment of shock when my flesh hits the surface?
Is it the cool water that
I long for—
Or the thrill in
my heart when I launch myself, liberated, into the air?
Will either bring
refreshment?
Will either bring pain?
Will I ever find
out?
(Splash)
This is not in reference to anything in particular...just something I think about a lot, and the topic was brought up in Bible Study tonight. Another good reminder to walk in the light.