Darting

April 21

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Eyes dart inward
No understanding of the presence you bring
A peaceful, serene sea of eyes
Pull on my heartstrings –
Notes sing throughout my body

Mirror images become reality
How can I lose such control?
Dart in, around, above, below – me
Imagination runs through mountain peaks
Only stops to pick up gatherings of flowers,

A beauty that still cannot reach the equivalent
Of you and me

Lingers rush as a leaf rolling down a stream
Rushes through – with a haphazard soul
Never abandoning the stream

The river of the earth runs deep through my hands and feet
Grounding me to the stabilities of life
My river is the blue of those darting eyes
Growing rapidly through me in a way
That I cannot push back