As I Look in Crystal Clear Pools

As I look in crystal pools

Of captured rain

I brush the hair from

My face

I see the scars

I can’t erase

So with my hand I throw a stone

To ripple reality’s reflection.

I rise and walk through shaded paths

Of bended trees

and restless leaves

Bound by life to wooden beams

Fated to fall in bursts of glory.

I pass the crook of ancient trees

The promise of autumn touches me

I shiver as I contemplate

The passing time, it’s growing late

One day I’ll fall on bended knee

To claim a promise made to me.


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