My love was a full, calm lake.
Still, it yearned to join.
A hallow fear of stagnation settling in the rocks.
Timidly, full of excitement, it trickled towards you--
The unknown body.
The new mix felt cool and refreshing,
Whirling around me-
Creating a new thing altogether.
Your water, like mine, was impure.
Shards of minerals and chunks of dirt in us both meant conflict.
It became suddenly apparent that elements in us both must be sacrificed.
Painfully I became aware and began purification, as did you.
Each letting go meant new chemistry
And we balked,
Never knowing what any of it meant.
Surrender means sacrifice with no clear picture.
Today what started as a stream has turned to a river.
Confused, full of emotion, I ebb and flow,
Allowing myself to be transformed.