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Reflections (by Joe DiMino)

As the trickle stream
Slipping freshly over
ancient stone,
time is forward and back-
we peer
into present and past pools-
seeking transparency
of the moment-
deeper in search we travel,
eternity reflecting back at us,
those little things we
say and do,
profound flashes of light and dark…