wetly . . .

wetly

he stirred the stilled waters

simply because

they were not moving

and in their co-centric rivulets

he peered at the reflection

of Self

nothing changed

still convoluted

clearly so

spirit reverberating

to the boundaries

of containment

to be free

corralled with Dogma

suffocated by the reminders

of Doctrines

passed down through the ages

his only escape

brief as it may be

was in the vigorous stirring

looking for differences

perhaps this day

he would spill

over the edge of the rim

wetly

1 December 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.