Mirror

behind the mirror
the still image stands
firm proud and erect
a facsimile without
substance or form
refracted in opaque light
bound within a frame
awaiting the one
who will make
one of two again

Bubble

a glistening drop reflects
what the eye collects
of the world
contained within its sphere
suspending time teetering
on edge of chance
before the bubble bursts

Essence of Silence

to see
is to
know

to listen
is to
sence

the essence
of
silence

331.

mark the way well
give no more
than time may tell
of mystery
mired in history
and fortune blessed
with succulence