Depth 

Water teeming

With creation’s whimsy and mystery

Lake Baikal a shallow tide pool compared to the blue eye I saw today

In a collective of smile across the landscape of his face, oh that eye

Grin cracking open

Oh to know the breath that enlivens those lungs

But oh, to be enlivened again

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