Becoming

Wisps of ideas folded together
become origami shadows,
become a flash of silver just beneath
the surface.
Ripples in mind-waters
ring outward, growing, gathering.
Liquid thoughts coalesce,
break the surface,
take flight on paper wings.

Wisps become words,
lightening, brightening,
melding into the more.
Temperature rising as
emotions fuel what is becoming.
Illumination birthed whence a mind's eye
to perceive and yet,
there is the realization that
a flame leaves no shadow.