Thursday, May 12, 2016


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


with the shadows --



in the calm drift of air


I will feel it.

I will know.



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