A tear touched the still surface
Ripples began to spread
I forced my hand against the motion
to stop the ripples from reaching the edge
Shed unexpectedly without thought
Nonetheless recognized - again
Not wanting the tear to move or flow
wishing it to be buried and drowned unseen
The wave rose and crested
Falling hard upon the sands of loss
Grimacing with bared teeth
The pain slipped and fell in the wet sand
Pebbles beneath worn shoes
Find their way into holes in the heart
Sharing past lives lived in sun filled days
Undefined measures of time tossed
Touch when unaccustomed, burns
Skin tender and bruised with mistrust
A hand extends to grasp another outstretched
Find the gesture was given to another
The tear would not be stopped
Ripples spread with rapid steps
Dashed now against the edge
A bowl of water inches deep
On the sidewalk they merge to form puddles.
On the sand they disappear.
On my face, the drops move in rivulets, and hide among my tears.
The wind whips at the bare trees.
It pushes the rain against the windows.
In the light of the incandescent bulb, the rain trails down the glass panes.
Mimicking the path on my cheeks.