I Was Traveling Briefly

Ripple Effect
I was traveling briefly that morning.
It was raining and I walked slowly.
I approached a bridge and paused.

Drops melted into the stream beneath the trees.
The ripples reflected a flickering light.
It was as if they were stars twinkling in the sky.
Their brief constellations brought me to a night long ago.

I wasn’t walking, for my mind was running.
I slept briefly by a highway.
I woke in the darkness lost and alone.
In my fear and confusion, I looked up.

That night, the sky’s canopy was glorious.
I was amazed by many shining constellations.
Myriad stars filled my eyes with their beauty.

Today I saw water winking at me on the stream.
I felt the storm crying in sympathy for me.
The sky had brought me back to that night.
A teardrop fell and I was healed again.

W. Wayne B.


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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Ripple Effect. By sea turtle [Image license]

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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