“Again”

 In the beginning,
We had to remember what we had not yet learned
We were without language and without culture
We were unfurling into ourselves
Into the memory… that would animate us.

In the beginning of our beginning was a world not formed?
An ocean of chaos and bodies waiting to be born
That which had been was reanimated
The skins of our souls were molded from the earth.

In the beginning there was the end
The end of the beginning and the beginning of the end
And the beginning of everything again
And again, and again… our existence

“Again”, can only be again
In the reanimation of what had already been.
Carlos Gomez/Water12-4-15