Ripples

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nature’s mirror, a rippled view, of the chaos rushing down a hillside

blurred moments, clear and bright the next, teaching us to follow her lead

no reason to rush, for the ending is harsh and walled

blocked by boulders of intent, sanded and strewn in the mud

whereas the soft moments, swirling gently, are caresses to be loved

the sweet kindnesses that mimic the heart of a butterfly

lifting opening hovering in contentment

on bright waves of sunshine and warm breezy hugs

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