Desolate banks
into the dawn enfold, the secret:
life runs through it
in the silence and the rush,
burrowing deep, Elysian bedrock—
there is never nothing in Wonderland.
*For One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry–the prompt today is a picture by the talented Trent Chau, a Georgia-based photographer. Beautiful shot – I found the words came rushing right out of it. Check out my interview with him when you get a chance – very insightful guy!
