Zen

I drift in the aether. A man once laughed it away but you and I know, that things move and the heart budges. There are tales you see, those that only the water can tell, and they move, in and out of the aether, in a flash and a lifetime. Pray tell, fellow drifter, where is she? That took my heart that fateful night, And showed me wonder and delight...

 The Harvest by Carmessi