Genesis of Water

IMMERSION OF BREATH

Genesis of Water – Fragment 11

(excerpt from the Codex of Genesis)

She did not take form.

She stretched.

Before becoming fluid,

before even becoming river or rain,

something in her longed to touch without taking,

to recognize without naming.

It is not a flow.

It is a moving listening,

an ancient shiver that learned how to join without imposing.

Water does not pass through things.

She recognizes them,

envelops them with what has always known they were there.

This eleventh fragment of the Codex of Genesis

is not an evocation of the element.

It is the imprint of breath made liquid,

a gentle passage connecting the inner to the inner.

Here, Water does not carry,

she weaves invisible harmonies,

responds to the call of the living without rushing it.

💧 This fragment could one day open the threshold of a Codex of Water,

not made of Geneses,

but of 64 forms of liquid resonance,

supple movements, silent songs, pressureless embraces,

where each expression would be a living link rather than a current.

🜂 This text is sealed.

It does not flow to take away.

It circulates so you may remember you are touchable.

It is not a liquid.

It is a memory in motion.