Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Then and Now

It comes it goes
Like water flowing
Like the wind that blows
Like a leaf but not a leaf
Lies discarded by the road,

Now --
after the morning rain,
what is left? 
But drop after drop 
of parted lover’s tears, 
bitterness dissolved  - 
a strange peace flows through me
Then.. .
I think about the tangle 
of wounded tendrils, the thorns, 
often go unnoticed
until they draw crimson red blood. 
oh the passion and the pain -
the reality behind the lover’s dance
reflected in the mirror world of the water,

Who or what will give me the power 
to transform the mirror into a doorway 
that opens into a pure living intimacy ? 

to turn 

the Now into
a shared timeless happiness 
Not for us now, perhaps never for us
I gaze as if in an eternal trance as
droplets of water 
sprinkled by swaying branches
fall off in perfect elegance
forming hundreds of tiny ringlets 
in the deep dark waters 

White clouds overhead deceives us
with its calm mirror reflection,
the sky has its own threat
hidden behind its delusion
with its soothing  water colors,
lays above our head
with  a scent of uncertainty

we both now realize 
that we had gone too far
to ever find our way back.

photos: fffound 1,2, 8, 9
#3 rodney smith
#4 tumblr underwater ballet
#5 Istanbul underwater hotel
#7 tumblr -Hermes