five stones tossed in the ocean

still pond calls to me
standing in reeds tall above
a blue heron waits


moon and lotus speak
love story long forgotten
in whispered shadows


white tea cup tumbles
drowning in a deep ocean
pearls drop one by one


rising on the wind
star light dances with the waves
before morning’s first blush


night sky breathes silver
quiet laughter fills the air
fish sing to lotus


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