We have thrown
bottles of virtue
into an empty sea.

Glass melts
in the eye of the Sun,
and the daughter of Water
crafts a window of wonder.

Does beauty reside in truth,
when the Sun gives
all the Sea to the Air,
and the Daughter’s hands
become the soil of the Earth?

Emptiness becomes…

In giving,
In seeing,
In loving,

From the eye, from the hand,
and in the message of a bottle,
that slowly seeps out,

Into and from…

Virtuous souls somewhere.


4 thoughts on “Tossed

  1. irisoniris says:

    How completely mesmerizing and effervescent. Your imagery takes the form of actions. And I adored how you wrapped it up. Thank you for the wondrous ride.

  2. Seb says:

    Oh wow wow wow. That is so whole, so complete a poem.

  3. Seb… thank-you, thank-you, thank-you.
    Peace… Tara

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