In the blink
Rocks wink at me
like bits of moon
from the bottom of the stream,
ripples wisps of cloud
on a breeze-blown night.
How do we not understand
that life has gone by
before we even turn
our hearts?
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A draft of sorts. Posted for myself. The pic is mine–an old one. I’m sorry that I did not take one today when the water was so clear, and the rocks so reflective.
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