By Rippled Pond
By Cinara
By Rippled Pond In glades beyond the willow trees By misty pond of memories I sit and ponder mysteries Of love that used to be To sounds of thrush and wren and swallow In the rushes of the hollow In his footsteps I would follow To the place he’d sit with me Upon the banks of rippled pond Of mind and soul the two would bond So mesmerized was I and fond Of everything he said to me So deep his thoughts, so deep phantasms Deep as waters murky plasm In the deepness of mind’s chasm Wondrous questions came to be Our minds would dance in perfect rhythm Just as shimmering rainbow prism Danced across the culture schism In this world of him and me The quiet hush among the rushes Draws the cheeks to crimson flushes Haunting me as water gushes O’er the dam and falling free It was here that he was found In waters deep by grassy ground By rippled pond the world is bound In mind and soul to him and me I stare into the water’s glaze And there I see his gentle face A rippled mind too out of place Except when he was here with me My heart will never care to wander Here I sit alone and ponder Evermore to sadly wonder As the swallows sing to me Written March 26th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 12:31 AM PST 0 • 8
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