unshadowed light the eye a cup half-full of tears waltzes with light like the sea’s horizon come sunset stones know not why they tumble birds why they take flight under the firmament nor can we tell the times of emotions tides as the waters of emotion settle and the froth of struggle attains an invisible fineness the speck in the eye is no longer blinding i see for the first time the beauty of the Sun and Moon mirrored in me but like words drawn in water such clarity isn’t everlasting sooner ...
