Apr 1, 2008

I do not speak or make acclaim

Silent, watchful, alone

Laughing yes, smiling yes, water moving yes.

Slowly eroding stone

I do shine forth

Silent, watchful, alone

Submerged in the depths

Darkness is here and not a ripple

Underwater and close to the earth

Resting like a newt, waiting, living

Safe in the shadows

Of the Plant life

I do not project, only introspect

Silent, watchful, alone

Wise with friendly eyes

Without attachment ready to flow past you

And away

Transparent as to leave you with no questions

And pure

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