Ripples

              Could you even have wondered, hoped and
prayed so hard that circling around twice or triple times
only made you think help was observing? Oh the laughter
inside such a daring hope. I smile.

            Why does the mind seem to quit functioning as
soon as the soul expresses the levels of stretching and
the musical notes of yawns? Shh just absorb the clarity
inside an open room. Taking root is the dream held
deep and long.

            Oh how emptied my thoughts begin to appear. So
strangely across a scrap piece of paper. All too soon do I
realized the misplaced, tattered parchment waves
strongly in the wind. Come now laugh with me as I say
goodbye to a good poem, so I thought.

           Ah how simple the process is, to finally sigh in
relief over the strength of one mere question. The words
demonstrated will cause ripples. Only to have all
come a full acute point. So accurate the thought was, so
clear was the answer just laying before me.

          So dear friend of mine do you think I could
attain the smallest specks of a ripple?