Cleanse Me of Certainty
The river is swirling, swirling.
The banks are far from my sight.
The fast waters frighten me.
Sequana! Goddess of the River!
The rushing waters toss me about,
I am their plaything.
Without your strong hand,
the great flow takes me under,
my knowing is gone,
my long years are as nothing.
I beseech your protection.
Sequana, guide me!
Fast-Flowing One,
right the vessel of my life,
set me in the flow.
Cleanse me of certainty
and unbending destinations.
Though I cannot see my way,
I turn in trust to you.
Teach me surrender
to your swift transformations.
©Susa Silvermarie 2015
for the bronze statue of Sequana in the Museé Archeologique de Dijon, click here
This poem warms my heart! It must be the hard-earned wisdom shining in it. The photo is perfect.
down with unbending destinations!