Relections

Reflections

Infinite reflections

mirrors mirrored

A child blowing love bubbles to the sun

Homeless person

 you'll agree

looking in at us- looking out

sidewalk appeal

there'll be no place for tomorrow

tomorrow doesn't exist

just fingers strumming on the strings

your shadowhead crooning to the moon

space within space

living growing mediations 

within mediation

periscopic love 

bubbles in the air

are we and 

the promises

 we kept.