Waterose: The Paddler

with Captain Copper at the Helm

My Secret Place

by the Waterose

A round full moon so brilliant

it cast lacey shadows of lichen moss woven into the needles of my tree

I see every line in the wise old faces in my tree

Reflecting an orb'd moon so close you can touch that brilliance

Is it in my mind?

Dancing and beckoning across an ocean basin that’s smooth as glass,

everything is mirrored so perfectly, which way is up?

The phosphorous dangles like green diamonds from my dipping stroke....

The algae whispers to my craft so softly

and the tidal ocean swells move like the heartbeat of the very earth itself

breathing to me, I'm alive...I am alive....

the warm mist rises like a breath into the air, a soft cloud out of place.

Venus chases the stars, tossed carelessly across the sky

between those reaching arms of the branches

my secret place is what i do when I feel alive.

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