Concentric Rings
Pebble tossed into waters deep
Ripples awakened… from gentle sleep
Concentric rings of force in search
Of mossy banks ‘gainst which to lurch
And said stone sinks deep…
deep To mossy floor
watched by perch
…then seen no more…
Small rock tossed, wraps silt around
Then snuggles deep into muddy ground
And sudden silence, not a peep!
It calmly falls into stony sleep
On mossy floor…in water deep
To visions of rapids
and craggy shore
Watched by tadpoles
…then seen no more…
Pebble tossed into waters dank
By chance and fate, and cosmos swept
At random picked from rocky bank
Like life and Nature’s mysteries kept...
By chance and fate, by love and hate
We’re children not of choice, but chance…
Given only
a summary glance
To be seen again, no more
…no more…
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2012
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