When Fire Fell Into Water

Drowning in myself, I perceive the sun Right below a curtain, but I start to feel Each piece of my being getting wet And tears without mercy scars the skin I've seen traces cracking the earth This miserable dried ground My womb of sound Weightlessly Surrounded by my womb of sound Oil painted blue My womb of sound And here comes Anxiously faint crawling The snake forming the shape Of all that I hate Now I discern Feeding the demon Now I transcend Healing matter Composing myself Looking for integrity Oil painted blue My womb of sound And here comes Anxiously faint crawling Fire fell into water I can see the sun Fire fell into water White is the moon!