Ripples

Ripples fade in still night,
Pebbles thrown sink slowly.
The milky eye sailing the heavens
Through the Dark Angels gale
Twins the one mirrored,
Binds the celestial
To the soil of Man.

Ripples fade in still nights, flung
Into the four rivers of Time
Pebbles search for home. In
The Garden,
The Mountain,
The Tree
Pebbles search for rebirth,
Ablutions &
Obtuse obfuscations
To liberate the languid words

– a divine rebirthing