Monday, May 14, 2018

Ripples

There are ripples all around me
Ripples of long past, spiraling
Into those of future;
Ripples leaving me, for the shore
For their ultimate decimation
For an invisible sepulchre.

Each one moves away, leaving
Nothing but peace behind
At the forsaken center;
Each onslaught smoothens
The surface, only the soul
Keeps diving deeper.

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