splashes of a dancers kind,
summers breast is full.
beauty unbound by any wall,
crying over and over.
no trace of even ash,
only emptiness remains.
midnight laughter until dawn,
puppies run amuck.
a soft lantern held up high,
no fixed form to take.
no space to breathe,
yet still room for a smile.
ordinary are all things,
but unique are you !
summer breeze blows to and fro,
only stillness is.
Reflections in the Mirror of Eternity 