ripples

ripples

a life spent trying
to avoid the ripples
of living,
desperately searching out
calm paths between
calm waters

life spent away from
the wind, away from
the sun,
away from
the others.

i wish i had let
the wind blow over me-
the sun warm my face-
others to touch me…

perhaps then i could
feel
something.
see
something more.

perhaps then i could
really feel alive…

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