Ripples of the Sun

O, peace of mind won’t you come?

Hiding there on the wayside like a tattered memory worn and abused

Step into the waters, dipped toes, sparkling in the glistening liquid gold

How could I not have cherished you?

How could you exist so silently never hearing the inner demons in me?

Why now do you crumble?

Why now do you decide that the body is too weak and weary of a station to reside?

Sweet peace, come to me…?

Wrap me up in tissue thin fingers and consume me with your love

Echoes of skipping pebbles over ripples of the sun and I’ve just only begun 

To know you

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