Ripples
Ripples
A sudden chime reiterates
She touches the world
A fingertip
And ripples sent
Resolves
Inward
Feed back
Distant
Hits resounding light
Fluent curls
She signals
Waves repeating
Sent ripples
Outward
Washing through
Eternal
A holding breath for a moment
Landscaping emotions
Swell
As she dips
Down upon the re-entry
Calling ripples sent
On waking
Reappearing
Gathers the hems and skirts of beauty
Reminding
The day turns
Me on a pendulum swing
She senses me
Ever to her
Ripples sending
Returning
And every morning I stand and wait
Looking over the edge
Out over a precipice
Waiting
While the cool morning winds are warming
I hang in a moment
She touches the world
Rippling
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