i ventured off the path
and found myself deep
in the woods
when i came along a pond
that was empty
except for the
reflections of
swans
looking skyward
not a swan
perhaps i had
drifted into a
daydream
or had stumbled and fell
and wondered off into
a coma
maybe i had died
being truly alone
how would
i know
then on a sudden
one swan did a flip
followed by another
until a whirpool
ensued
whense in a flash
the pond turned
upside down
but to my dismay
the swans were
gone
yet along the edges
of the sun
i could see their
wings
and across the hazy
mirage of the horizon
i heard clearly their
song
even in times
of our lowest
depths
we are never
alone
by ritt