Water Words

Do you remember swimming at ease?
Each hand reaches over and pushes the silky pressure away.
Every time a hand reaching into the wave,
it encounters the new play of blue and wet.
Life is reborn.
This is how the ordinary day unfolds.
Every step, every blink, every sigh,
Sweeps away a daydreamed frame,
And rings in the new, the complete.
No word can describe this, but it feels like delight.

One Line Poem #7

Every time you truly understand something, give up.

Mosaic

If you cry, let the tear story roll down and carry you away.
Upwelling like a fountain, our individual threads stream, on the move.
A belief sets the story like thread sews one seam to another.
Unravel and let the result sweep you apart.
Are the edges a bit rough? Erosion will take care of it.
when regrets about not having built a stronger story, appear,
Nod sagely.
When standing next to your fellow man in line,
Marvel at the energy. Mosaic alive.
You, a sparkle among sparkles.