Serenity
A lake flat as glass
The calm belies the hunger
Beneath the surface
A lake flat as glass
The calm belies the hunger
Beneath the surface
Waves crash on the shore
As uncounted grains of sand
Sift through my fingers
A young man’s eyes see
The lined face and greying hair
Looking back at me
Tumbled river stones
Transforming into sand by
Water’s persistence
Dusk in the forest
Eerie tendrils of blue light
Draw me in deeper
Ripples of dreams lap
Against the shores of the night
Lulling me to sleep
A desert reborn
As rain coalesces and
Falls to the parched earth
We of painted clay
Molded from the living earth
Destined to return
Birds take flight en masse
Forming paintings in the sky
For just a moment
Iridescent swirls
On the film of a bubble
Dance before bursting