Between the stars that shine
scattered like ash on the still water
Movement becomes slow and steady
as the heart beats like a comet passing,
breathing in and out
taking each moment and with care
weighing it back and forth
all of the thoughts and feelings
letting it slip away to move to the bottom
uncluttering the beauty that remains
reflective like a sweet dream.
Skies lit with watercolor memories
yesterdays rerun returning at unwelcome times
lashing the mind with its inhumane need
to rise up and be heard,
so I push it back down softly
into the murky depths where it belongs,
unseen and silenced I listen to a loon on the air,
filling the night with its quiet strange song
and I know in this space between
is where my soul belongs,
captured on the motionless screen of water,
dancing like a stray tear that ripples
disrupting the image
and the loon keeps its tune
to the rhythm of this night
and I stand aware
of all that is
and of all that will be.