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Liquid Illusion
Intent on gleaning secrets, I observed
my own reflection (instead of marine
life) in this tide pool--its surface intoning,
impulsing, insisting on its own rhythm,
insinuating my face between its
depth and my inquisitive mind.
In this instant, I realized I must look
beyond surfaces, incessant distractions.
I plunged my bare face into the pool,
invasive in my effort to discover
its immense treasure, its unique
interpretations--its soul.
Copyright ©
Carol Louise Moon
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