REFLECT

THE SILENCE OF THE SURFACE IS BROKEN
BY THE TINKLING WAKE OF THE STERN
DRIFTING ACROSS THE STILL WATERS
SCATTERING FLOCKS OF WATER BEETLES SKIM AND DANCE
IN A ZIGZAG OF WAKES LIKE FIREWORKS ON THE WATER
MORNING MIST RISES FROM THE WARM WATER CONTRASTS OF BEAUTY
IT’S DAWN THAT STIRS THE PRIMAL AWAKENINGS OF MAN
SILENCE OF GLIDERS AS THEY DIP AND CLIMB
CLICKS THE BILLS OF THE WHITE BREASTED SWALLOWS AS THE DINE
THAT BLUE GREY SKY THAT TRANSCENDS TIME
WITH THE IRIDESCENT BLUE OF THE TIPPED WINGS THAT SPARKLE
MIRRORED WE ALL REFLECT WHO’S WATCHING