DANCING RIPPLES

Two ripples in a pond

By this pebble!

Formed by chance!

Together now in this  moment

Resonating in one another!

Hastened by transience!

Entwined by the presence!

Weaving patterns that readily vanish

Joyful as long as our time lasts  

Tell me my dear

Why don’t we smile and dance? 

PEBBLE IN THE RIVER

Oh shinning pebble in the river bed

Who is it who shapes thee?  

Who is it who polishes your rounded curves!

A silent observer!  So still you seem!

But to the flowing water you smoothly yield

Does the vastness of the river still hold traces of your colour?

Does the freshness of the water still hold the taste of your mineral breath?

Shaped by the eddies of adversity; but not carried away by the currents of passion

Still yet changing; silent yet yielding!

Holding on to nothing; but letting all things flow

Oh mighty pebble, shining in the river bed!

Yielding in form; but unyielding in principle!

How mighty is thy endurance!