At the bottom of the cave, below
the ceiling ever rippling with bats,
a spring bubbles its beginning, runs
toward a crack in bedrock and beyond,
then leaves us—meandering through all
we cannot see, what much of us do
not understand, seeking the surface,
pulled by gravity into the light
in order to slip back underground
again to its secret origins.
I am for the darkness, having had
one blind experience that altered
the course of the trickling that is my
life, its source ever concealed, buried
where it should be, unlike the glaciers—
all that pure water taken up and
stored, exposed, fated to melt and
relieve thirst on its way to the sea.
Sandra's work has appeared widely, most recently in One, Otis Nebulae, Trampset, Concho River Review, London Magazine, New World Writing andAppalachian Heritage. Turning Inside Out was published by Black Lawrence. Finishing Line has released The Way You Will Go and Lost in Transition.