Thursday, May 12, 2016

Oracle


 
A puddle shimmers

after the rain.

 

It has washed the small feet

of lizard & sparrow,

 

the larger

of rabbit & squirrel.

 

I learn more

watching the water;

a veil of haze over head,

 

the sun's candle

on the west shoulder

of day. Its light

 

barely flickers

while leaf and bark

float piecemeal in the mirror.

 

Peeled - off scabs

of something healed

or still hurting.

 

I can't tell

but If I wait, my patience

lengthening

with the shadows --

 

echoed

in the calm drift of air

 

I will feel it.

I will know.

 

 

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