Into a boundless lake
Of life’s ache
What do you see?
What stories within
Is the sky blue
Behind and underneath the clouds?
Is the world turned upside down?
Does it make you believe
You are about to drown?
Or do you sense
Freedoms wings, invisibilities crown?
Even if only in a short
As you pass the temple-gate
guarded by the Egyptian sphinx?
Do you know
In the reflection of a vulnerable tear
There is a spark
That truly knows no fear?
Something’s stirring in the depths
Creating ripples on the surface
Walking through the furnace
Burning away stories of old
Leaving an empty space; a wild wold
A paradoxical place
Leaving no trace
Love your poetic reflections – what a body of softly rippling water with a shadowy reflection won’t do for us!
Exactly! And here I was to go out on a spin in the sun and this photo grabbed me and words started pouring out. lol!
Such beautiful words to go with this great photo!
Thank you much! I’m happy it reached you.
It grabbed me and would not let go until it’s no-story was told 😉
Enchanting and stirring work! I want to stand by that pond and feel its pull. You have created a wonderful moment here…Lovely! ❤
Thanks a mill Holly! It was an extraordinary moment and I’m happy it let itself capture and call out the words… 🙂
wonder words. Fabulous frames…
Pamela, thank you so much for your kind comment!
Thank you, Sebastian! 🙂
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