Stir the Water

Stir the water.
Start a ripple.

Wake the grime that lies deep
on the sea floor.

What hid
in the murky past
must come to pass.

Make it glide and rise,
meet the surface,
see the skies.

Let the sun glance its way
and dissolve the rot.

Let the love emerge—
and watch it die in daylight.

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