A Period Of Time...At Sea

I lay the glass down
And rest my eyes upon its ring
Of condensation

Buoyed to the surface
Of a mahogany sea;
Harbor of my mind.

As I focus
On the geometry
left there

I raise the vessel
And methodically finger
Each droplet of circularity.

As they get smaller
Under each probe
I watch them gather

With the speed of molecules
From the adhesion
Of nature’s way,

Until I become aware
Of an isolated dot;
Perspiration, at the end of a line

That wrinkles
My already aged
Brow.

by Dan Ramirez

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