Old Friend

By the pond’s edge
an acorn falls
rippling my reflection
but we are meeting
for the first time
I say aloud
who was that stranger
I say to nobody
my reflection returns
with something more
than I had before
an awareness of impermanence
awe of greater force
in a little acorn
that can make me
disappear and appear again.



For Reena’s Xploration!!!

6 responses to “Old Friend”

  1. My reflection returns
    with something more
    than I had before

    It is looking at a mirror with endless possibilities. These lines itself can become a writing prompt.

    Thanks for the effort1

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    1. Thank you Reena, your comments are a bit of sun, or maybe moonlight, as the moon is lighting up my office just now.

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  2. Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
    Old friend … by Artie & Stu

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  3. It was about 5:30 a.m., my computer clock is off.

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