Past lives

" Sail forth, steer for the deep waters only,
Reckless O soul, exploring,
I with thee, and thou with me."

In another life-time I could have been a sailor. Perhaps, I was.
Its said that water existed before time, before history began. Perhaps, so did we.

The image is incomplete and perfect, it appeared on paper through my hands, not my mind, something that managed to flow and not be thought of. And I super-imposed what I could not make.
I will miss being a parent. Perhaps, I should be one; again.