The Glass Sea
Light glitters on the sea,
It appears like diamonds
Sparkling over its surface
Like tiny fireflies ever
among.
To look at it, is akin to
crystal
With all its shimmering parts.
It lures to be touched,
A splendid art.
How long has it been
frozen?
Still and unchanging,
How long has it mirrored
the sky perfectly?
Though unmoving… still
remaining.
No foot has dared to walk--
To dare trespass--
Upon its sketched face.
This sea of glass
Its form, locked in time,
Though not lost to itself…
It’s waiting to be on the
move again,
Still sustained in its
wealth.
It shall flow once more,
Moving waters, it shall be
free.
Until then, will the
reflection of the sky
Appear to swim in the
glass sea.
Melinda McQueen Rodgers
April 19, 2021