Waterspark
Although you walk
through the darkest of valleys,
you've dispersed
into sparks of light
that dance over water-
no shape, just movement-
so bright and white
I can hardly bear it.
through the darkest of valleys,
you've dispersed
into sparks of light
that dance over water-
no shape, just movement-
so bright and white
I can hardly bear it.
posted by burning moon at 8:52 PM
3 Comments:
you've dispersed
into sparks of light
that dance over water.
such a perfect image
this poem is lovely
do you remember that guy many years ago, Kevin, a friend of Pris'? He used to post on her board and on Bag End. I think he was Canadian, but I'm not sure. He committed suicide about a week ago.
That is terribly sad news mate, pass my condolences to Pris and all who knew him, your poem in honour of him, is very beautiful
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