scrying pool
no sooner did he dream
of the shallow pond
it became real
outside his back door
he filled it with koi
lilies and bog plants
laboring with love
on hands and knees
as in the dream
he sprinkled the surface
with crushed meteorite
and butterfly wings
word soon spread
of the man with a gift
who gave visions
to strangers
in need of healing
december two thousand twelve
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I don’t know how you do it Matthew but you do outdo yourself each time! I am so envious that I’ve started writing more poetry myself! You may have notice it on my tweeter @Annalena_7
Best warm regards
M
Hello Majda, yes I have noticed, happy to hear you are writing more. Thank you also for the lovely comment, so very kind of you. JW
beautiful
thanks so much Sarah
Just the thought in what a pond can do, beautiful
thank you, björn – i’m considering adding a garden pond this spring….
good one!
thank you!