Ripples of Repercussion


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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