The Seer

THE SEER

Owl-eyed,
golden-haired,
Guinevere,
Gazing at her,
limpid pool,
silver,
The ripples
thoughts in time, 
Pervading her realm.
The seer smooths
her shining lake, 
The ripples 
of her mind
vanish.
The players 
are gone, 
we were ]
only 
thoughts 
in her time,
Our future, 
Our past, 
Time 
Out of mind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Vishwanath Avatar
December 23, 2025 at 9:58 AM
This is a very intriguing poem. I would like to understand it better. Some words from you might help.
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