Intermission

Hush

Seek not the beauty
within the swamp
to look is not the way.
Be still.
Cease
incessant seeking,
stand and simply

Stay.

I once was the river that
runs through caverns deep.
Within the soul of earth I hid;
embracing sunless seas.

Only once did I emerge,
to flow amidst decadent
purple Primose Haze,
Lily Lithe and Mary Gold.

Transparent,
my pure waters,
blinded,
blushed crimson
in the Autumn sun.

I fall,
I fold
back
into my shadow.
I shall stay.
Illuminating night
bathes me in shards
of dappled darkness.
Aurora sparkles dance
red guilt jig in the dim
of dusky Eve.
Clouds descend to wrap
me head to feet in veils
of clarity. I awake to face
the certain sureness of the blind
Still waters may stagnate
And though rare
the beauty of life
without movement,
Still
there is beauty
of life.