A Rock Pool

(Reflet dans l’eau)

An image of thought is here,

reflected on the water,

and time is held at bay

for a moment lost in a tear

left behind by the ocean.

Not forgotten, but remaining.

A crystal window flickering

and calling to the man

who is there, or near.

The wind upon the water,

chancing with the sunlight’s spell,

catches the eye and draws him.

With footsteps in wetted sands

he knows of new beginnings.

A desire to see again inside

inspires him to the rocks.

A step and climb once more

amongst the web of memories

that are his thoughts, now.

For he has been here many times

in life and dreams, alone.

A look into the water

sees his face, the dreamer

- alone he thinks he feels.

But another is watching with him,

seeing all his searching eyes behold.

They, too, see the fruits

of Neptune’s marine flowers

that dance below the mirror

to the tunes of the breeze

and the freedom of his hand.

Returning, he seldom knows

of the dreams of another

and it’s just a tide away

when his footprints will be washed away

and time begins again.

© Andrew Williams 1994