Ripples

John Prophet

We enter

this realm,

like a pebble 

into a

pond.

Immediately 

we leave 

ripples.

As we 

move along,

the ripples

grow

interacting 

with other

ripples 

an ocean 

of ripples.

Our ripples 

commingle

influence.

Cascading 

influence 

over time.

Positive ripples 

or 

negative, greedy

ripples.

Which will we

leave behind?

In the end,

will it be 

about power

and money, 

or,

the ripples 

of kindness 

that will change 

it all, and

reflect 

well

on our

passage.

 

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 27th, 2018 08:10
  • Category: Unclassified
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