Monday, April 28, 2014

when i left the pond
it was placid. It did not
accommodate even
one fish, or frog
just the moss and ferns
and a rock.

the dragonfly sometimes
rests on one of the twigs
by the side
where a tree died
the pond is making peace
with a blue butterfly
it lives at the back of a fern
leaf and sometimes
lays its eggs there
it is my secret and as a friend
i told you about this pond
and since you are seeking
peace
i told the pond about you and
one day the pond allowed
you to meditate there
there was peace until you
picked up a pebble and
created the ripples
the blue butterfly, the dragonfly
with a red tail
hurriedly left in fear.

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