living water
streaming from deep within
cleaving through stone heart
living water
streaming from deep within
cleaving through stone heart
“life is but a phase”
said the Sage before passing
yet his words remain
resonating like ripples
throughout eternity’s pond
eyes catch moving lights
reflections in coffee cup
swimming on surface
difficult to hook and reel
being still brings clarity
young jogger at dawn
running from nightmares or
chasing budding dreams