Ripples spread across the silent surface
of the day, and disappear into infinity;
their subtle vibrations touch my heartstrings,
which resonate and sing with music.
But a cocoon of family wraps you close
and keeps us in separate, secret worlds,
where time stops and starts only to order.
Meanwhile, in a place of time out of time,
our intertwined beings create
their own universe of surreal reality,
where edges blur and the core melds
our two selves into one complete whole.
Penny Smith, Havant, UK