Puzzle of the Waves
Though you cannot explain
How the stories of centuries
Are coloured through your veins
It’s still as if you speak, with a tongue
That no one, not even you, understands
Placed like a snowflake
A floating feather beneath the weight
Scurrying across, the puzzle of the waves
A drop in a sea
Of an ocean which has no name
And what’s in a name anyway
But still you cannot explain
How your eyes see and what they perceive
Through the windows of the sun
A vocabulary
Of its beauty
Turns you through, all of you, inside out
But placed on the stars
Lay the fingertips of your heart
The count of their beat
Is your distance from the start
Sprint with a shadow
While your feet remain glued, to the spot
Even though you cannot explain
How you hear the pin prick of infinity
As it echoes with the angels
When they danced with you in a heaven
You once called home
But still alone in a forever
Runs the melody of a song that you sung
Through every twist and turn
Flows the river, to the lake, only you could have become
Tossed like a stone through the ripples
Of every pebbles grave
And always you ponder, the puzzle
Written on the surfaces of waves
How your soul sees and what your spirit perceives
As you live and as you breathe
Through the windows of the sun
A vocabulary
Of your beauty
Turns you through you in all of you, inside out
A drop in the sea
Of an ocean which has no name
And what’s in a name anyway
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2011
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