Ripples of Repercussion

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Ripples of Repercussion

Lee Guthrie

 

Some begin with a huge splash,

others silently start their spread,

each must follow their momentum,

until they finally come to rest.

 

A moment’s rash decision, and

the ripples fan out of sight,

until I think they’ve disappeared

but seems they’ve never left his sight.

 

Believing they have spent their cycle,

surprised, I see them once again

beached upon that distant shore,

still painful in their lapping.

 

Then comes a time when finally spent

old ripples scarred upon our hearts,

welcome the wave of brand new life,

birthed upon the tide of insight.

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