Thursday, October 05, 2006

The Rain Catcher's Ambience

Abruptly settling to the bottom of the blue bucket
A single drop of silver clarity
This is a silence like no other
A peace not to be attained by human contortions
It is a temperate stand-still
An abyss of moderation, salvation in mediocrity
And satin, shimmering slides down the edge of this container
It tells of calm and adoration
Of the simple state of living and creation
It derives it's life-force just from being still
From shining through blue and clear
And they call for echos, twinkling and brief
Never to dry up on these shining walls
But to coat and expand
Breathing life into wate
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