Walnut Street Bridge #1

IMG_2103

Sun sets.
I watch
glass roll
down

into stone
into water.

It is gravity’s
trick
on me.

For when water
rolls down
it etches the story

of the years into
each rock
but glass moves
only at the pace
of what it reflects

Carving fragile memory
out of light itself,
a split second psalm
for the one who stops
to see.

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s