Thought Searches For Meaning of the Seen

In the bejeweled sky I don’t count the stars, 
for whom in the dark void do they shine, I ponder. 
In opaque nights I search for the stars in vain, 
but discover them in child’s eyes, I think why. 

On the beach I don’t count the rolling waves, 
for whom under the blue sky they break, I reflect. 
In the serene sea I don’t find the waves grow, 
they are wrecking the dislodged hearts, I reckon. 

Dripping from leaves the rain drops I don’t count,
how big the drops should grow to fall, I wonder. 
When the storm surges the clouds will melt, I think, 
trickle in rills from the eyes unrestrained, I imagine.  

Deep in psychic depth my mind wavers unsure, I envision,	
thought searches for meaning of the seen in contemplation.

March 20, 2021
Contest : Contemplation
Sponsor : Craig Cornish
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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