green buds
creeping
along bare twigs
unfurl
new leaves like butterflies
gently
into the silent
Presence
of this moment
skimming stones
skip
across this sheltered tributary
bounding
fluent grace and motion – skipping -
skipping
- skipping onwards - reaching forwards
then
slipping gently out of sight
bright
silver sunshine
glinting
reflection from the calm
surface
silver ripples
nuzzle
through the tension
sprinkling
bright diamonds into the harsh city.
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