|"Split" Pastel on Paper; January 2013 D.T. Noll - דורונול|
The sea has split—told and retold for thousands of years, and embedding itself within our genetic memory
The sea has split—becoming its own essence, as it teaches the relationship that we once ran from, screaming, in the garden
The sea has split—sealing over muffled terror tinkling to the surface and popping, elegantly.
The sea has split—as we ready ourselves for the bargain that was struck to emerge, and to live
The sea has split—with a freedom that was forged from faith, and now glows indelibly
The sea has split—and all of Creation has stopped to look… and to wonder