The Pearl
A lotus opens
displaying the pond
upon which your reflection ripples
a spring of moisture flows with currents
whispering to me of secrets
I can see you in its movement
your visage engraved in stone
dewdrops shimmer
with dazzling light
their hypnotic stare enthrall me with trance
a sigh escapes parted lips
as I discover
the pearl...
© 2009 Tigra