Water rings spreading
wider they grow
at the fall of a pebble
after a throw
And my hand falls slowly
down to my side
as concentric they fade
on the flat water wide
Like a rumour or whisper
they dissipate now
as my voice it is carried
with them somehow
Water rings spreading
grow as they fade
and new echoed wisdom
is silently made
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Photo – Jempics