Dominique Jones * January 20, 2012 * “Love Letters To My Body”

From Pond to Wind

My pond heart
reflects on the effects
will have upon it.

Rings from the stories of
hitting stones have
expanded and shallowed
and slowly eased.

Sure the silt could get
stirred up again;
the potential’s
always there.

But the wettest heart faces,
in its later years,
a change in state,
its turning from pool to sky.

And I wonder as I merge
with the air, how it will feel
for each drop to let go of a tide
and become the atmosphere.