June 2021 Flash Lit 2 - Meditation

Meditation

 

In.  Out.

Hiss like a tape, trapped

on CD—

ocean sounds

like breath.

 

Thoughts sink

into the waves,

nibbled by sea stars,

buried in sand—

 

those are pearls that were his eyes—

 

become something strange,

precious,

still.

 

Ocean flows backward,

meandering stream,

rocks, pool.

Golden koi

weave below the lotus.