Cycles Moving

A fountain in the middle of the pond
sprays water into the air
drops that dance with joy in the breeze
until they fall
creating ripples moving outward
to the shore

as it draws from the depths
to create the splendor
of water that can fly
to find the sunbeams in the sky

and as a prism will
each drop breaks down the light
to multicolored hues
before it lets it go again
soft as mist in rainbow tints
as if the sun had gently kissed
the earth

and even here we find the worth
of love's sweet song
in cycles moving on and on
through time


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