Lude voices in perpetual ricochet,
peaceful vibrations drowned out by war drums,
rocks of love dropped down by trebuchet,
yet we gather behind our walls and guns,
so many ideas float without proper inflection,
a sea of words from all of history past,
the pool so still it sits without reflection,
to jump and dive in without a thought but your last,
the cool, blue waters whispering chills on your skin,
sensitive nerves shivering and shutting down,
allowing a breath and taking it all in,
absorbing the ether and wearing the crown,
then taking it off and joining the long swim.