Sunday, June 25, 2017

a ripple

hiding behind
your protective gear
the familiar path

at crossroads I shift, a few
deer scared away in the bushes…


a mother duck with a duckling
attached in magnetic quad –
an illusion of unity


this world swaying away
ripple by ripple

*Photo was taken in NY Botanical Garden, Bronx.

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