A still pond in the forest…
A leaf lights on the waters;
Subtle ripples go from leaf to shore
And back and back and back
Ever fading, never gone

To dive in sun and stars
Through leaves yet fallen
Falling, felled
And come out dry, ha…
It would take a miracle!
To splash in the faces of God
The ripples are all contained
Fainter, ever fainter
Never gone.

If God remembers us,
Even those memories are alive!
Subtle ripples of leaves now sunk,
Layer and conceals the depth of eternity.
And a breath steers the leaf
Towards changing shores where no one stands
Not for long, as foot prints fade
Like ripples on a pond
Fainter, ever fainter
Further, ever further but never there.