Monday, January 21, 2008

like waves on the shore,
the understanding
comes close
and recedes

i can feel it
in the air,
fragile tendrils
seeking
their home,
like a whisper
cradled
in my arms

6 comments:

Mon said...

that's beautiful....

Maria said...

I don't know if understanding ever arrives so beautifully with me. It tends to slap me in the forehead.....:)

Middle Girl said...

I'm here by way of drowning pisces. I'm pleased to meet you, hear you.

alan said...

I'm with Maria, sometimes it needs a sledgehammer for me...

alan

prin said...

Very peaceful. :)

jl said...

oh, sometimes i get the sledgehammer too... :)
j.