Stay together, friends.
Don't scatter and sleep.
Our friendship is made
of being awake.
The waterwheel accepts water
and turns and gives it away,
weeping.
That way it stays in the garden,
whereas another roundness
rolls through a dry riverbed looking
for what it thinks it wants.
Stay here, quivering with each moment
like a drop of mercury.
2 comments:
beautiful, ruth! i love how you've captured the sunshine coming through and landing on the green paint....lovely
so true --those moments exist in a busy life when we are in the presence of a someone who knows us so well that no matter what is going on in our life, we feel whole and without fear, happy--hold on to those moments, be present and create more --thanks Ruth! c
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