There’s a place
where the water swirls when it moves,
as if remembering
what it feels like to emerge.
It's better to be alone here,
footsteps echoing,
creating ripples on the surface,
with each step.
Each step is a call.
I breathe.
The water breathes.
We wait for the next move.
Then it happens -
A flicker
A glimmer?
Movement beyond the movement.
An image -
Sliding sideways across the surface,
Recognition hitting,
Like sparkles.
I kneel and I see her,
the other face.
The one I almost forgot,
Coming into focus.
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Excellent take on the challenge, Kathy! I hope to see your poem among the winners!
Beautifully done, Kathy! There is such a solace found in the last several lines!