As she walks closer looking for the one she lost,
The pond appears clear and tepid.
Enclosed by lush trees,the sun filters
through the branches as separate beams of God...
She squats down, her reflection mirrored in the still water
sad...searching, wanting behind her eyes.
Her fingers touch the water ever so lightly and
ripples expand outward slowly...away from her.
Her tears falling from her eyes into the pond add to the rippling and a continual dance begins.
Her loneliness is paletable to her...she feels it all around
as she wraps her arms around herself.
Nothing has changed...she is alone...still.
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