the springs of the world

the springs of the world
rejoice in bouncing
and we sit on them
enjoying the ride
however bumpy it may be
you'll see me smiling
for this is still
my perfect dream

under all of this
is a vast network
of coiled energy reserves
contracting and expanding
continually, like ripples
rarely seen to be starting
and rarely seen to be ending
unless you are perched on a wall
or throw a stone in the pond
and your life is a boundless sea
of ripples, waves, and undulating water

liquid as the waves demand
as fractals calculate themselves
in timeless rhythms never waiting
always going around & around
reverberating sounds & silence
reflected just as they were found