PETAL drops, red like
BLOOD, a stain on the
DOILY, ODDLY charming

Georg’ann

Descending mountain path.
One for goats, not donkeys.
As in not what was intended.
Far from my destination I arrive
at a SHORE. Serendipity led.
FOUND crystal clear salty sea.
Plunge into the cool, cleansing
salty sweat. Giddy as these salts
become one. White limps move
through ODDLY heavy water.
Weight of immensity.

Rocks rise, massive and sharp.
Stones lay, small and smooth.
Contradiction harmonious.
Floating unknown, fully known.
Accept respite from discord.
Securely held in immensity
I am weightless.

Heather