TAMWORTH POEMS: A POEM FOR OUR CHURCH WATER COMMUNION SERVICE

ON WATER

What can we say,

What can we not say,

About water?

Water, water everywhere.

As foetuses

Afloat in the uterus,

Cradled and comforted

By water

We are in our element.

It is our only element.

Seawater runs in our veins.

Not wine but water

Is the elixir of life,

Adam’s ale,

Without which we mummify

Into leathery dried sticks.

Without water

Our blue planet

Becomes a desert.

And water transports us.

It floats our boats.

We see it flow

From our mountains to our seas

And we know

That we are on a journey.

We are on life’s journey

Back to the sea our mother,

Back to the single cells

That merged into our selves,

Becoming one with the universe,

Becoming one with the water.