“Check me out.”
“Pick me up.”
“Take me home.”
Slipperiness undermining balance in one breath
Counterpoint with solid comfort each tread.
Of Harimau Cave
Half a world away.
And glistened and exclaimed over rocks.
Selecting one, tossing another,
Unspoken criteria for the keepers.
We paused to admire the other’s prizes without coveting.
Then dove again for beauty.
By a long shot.
So were the rocks
Albeit only by a planetary blink.
To keep them wet, in my gaze.
Silent souvenirs of solidarity
Outlasting time and geography.