Circles of silence
Circles of silence shimmer like rings on a still water...
Circles of silence shimmer like rings on a still water, where a yellow leaf fallen from a willow lies floating, having disturbed the meniscus only briefly, curled, barely touching the taut surface; but distant from it, concentric ripples travel like random thoughts in a circle of silence shimmering, till they meet the edge and, repelled by the bank, journey back toward the willow with many complicated meetings on a water you’d describe as still. And when another leaf settles on the pond the sequence is started again. But sometimes in a circle of silence all is still; time goes into abeyance.
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