Still water

As I look
Across the still
Water,
My soul
Is also still,
Still as the
Flat reflective
Surface
That ripples
Just a little,
Like my mind.

The water
Is cool and deep,
And yet,
On its skin
There is engraved
Colours and
Reflections
From all the
Life that exists
Around it
And depends
On it.

The lake,
Like my
Mind and being,
Holds it
All in its
Glorious
Ancient
Gaze.

 

 

25/5/2016