The deep of the depth is down beneath the waters.
Beneath the surface, a fountain runs, where springs of refreshing life flows.
To whom shall it reach?
Who is searching?
Wisdom asks, “To what extent will he who searches go? “
The deep asks.
For deep calls unto the deep,
That the deep in me is being constantly called upon to a higher depth, washes me with sense of confusion but belonging.
To what extent? Wisdom muses!
The wise men understand the concept of the sage.
Thus I am urged to dig, in and out,comes and goes my shovel with little work yet great effort.
Where I turn, hullabaloo of negative voices hit me and it takes my all but will to stand
All because of a depth I seek to reach.
One I desire to encounter, to understand the doings of the wise and the walk of the prudent.
Persistence in patience is my staff to walk to that land, the land of hope, knowledge and joy….. The land of the deep!!!
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