“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest
where no-one sees you, but
sometimes I do, and
that sight becomes this art.”
― Rumi

Sunday, April 11, 2010

fountain of youth

he saw his first fountain today
he seemed pensive
quietly watching
the droplets shower
around him

he dropped a penny into the pool
his little fingers closing around the
copper piece till
his father leaned him
over the edge and nudged
the coin into the water
and as it gently floated
to the bottom
made a wish:

eternal happiness

for the little person snuggled up
on his shoulder,
now smiling

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