A Silent Pool A silent pool lies drifting, stilled by stars' reflections and shimmered times by wind. A silent pool, deep, deeper, and of soul; ocean's depth of mother and crystle blood of Earth. It draws me in 'til gasping fills my liquid skin, and, growing gills from lungs, I swim. Spiral slowly, drowned in gravity's cool gait; still submerged, I recline sublime, rest in silence and in peace. Down, downward to the mirrored stars that circle, slowed by silence, until slumber, endless slumber overtakes. Copyright © Averil Bones 2000