Reviews for o2
Manuel Fajar chapter 1 . 7/25/2010
lithe minnows in shallows we congregate

and panicked in direction waves do make;

light refracted by ripples clear concave,

reflects from sand crystals aligned in place.

but fleeting—our evasion of pursuit

preoccupies heart till nothing can soothe.

so sleek in motion—our fear appears smooth;

at least in swarm, soul seems to find some truth.