thirteenth of may two thousand and twelve

may every moment count
take the time
drown in the colors
can you hear your heart?
gather all your thoughts
and empty your mind
be still
and let it all go
now
can you hear God?

vesica piscis

surface skimming lights
languid tail flicks
insubstantial resonating ripples
smearing aquamarine trails
across the vast blue calm
a rustling flash of scarlet
slithering through willowy greens
the foreboding cumulonimbus swirl
the sudden harrowing squeal
and then
slow delicate tendrils of silence seeping