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