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Like a water lily on a pond 

Slowly drifting in the breeze 

Towards my destiny 

Or a memory in a dream 

Is this how it ends?

Alone in the water 

Full of beauty, full of love 

Nothing else matters 

For it is done 

All lost? Maybe found?…

 

A fleeting mist adding atmosphere 

Framing my demise

Like smoke lingering in no man’s land

Falling into a sea of daisies 

Softly calling out your name 

As the light slowly fades in my eyes 

Wondering is this how it’s meant to end?….

 

Mark C Bolton, July 2025

Photo by Zahra A