“Feel, see, all the ripples – understand them,
Know them.. become them.
Have them drift up and away into flight
Expanding to glorious and magnificent –
Away, quietly into the light
Still calling you, smiling
To follow with broken bones gasping for air,
The weight carried in your arms settles on your chest.
But you still see, the ripples grew as you let them go, or slip.
As the sun goes down, the dawn to dusk –
Stand, sit, lie, lay upon the shore for glimpses of Aurora’s Déjà vu.”
~Written in reply to a comment on this post.