The Web Poetry Corner - Joris John Heise - Touching a Pond
Touching a Pond
by
Joris John Heise
He touched the trim surface of the calm pond,
Ripples outward edged unendingly,
Exposing that the clear mirror hid
Spheres of cycles beneath its cool quiet,
Worlds revolving on many scales
Of time and un-time, and lives being lived,
Beyond the bent view we had had of it.
These movings beneath those movements
Wave and ripple, and live there their
Very different lives just like us,
Darting and edgy and motionless
At differing times for differing reasons
Each to preserve itself while
Attending to the next generation.
So heaven happens. its ripples
Moving to hide, revealing to renew
Riches of sludge, mucky gold and slime--
Inseparable in all their wonder
Of motionless mind-wring-ments
That are the quiet voice from Horeb,
And Christmas angels happenin’.
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