Tear laden pool,
filled with secret betrayals,
that float endlessly,
on the still water.
Smoke fades,
oh so slowly,
just like your eyes,
that now drift endlessly,
into a daydream.
Soft clouds,
roll across the blue sky,
never stopping,
on their long path.
A pebble is thrown,
into the pool,
and it ripples,
shattering the calm image,
that sits in the mind.
Laden with grief,
a leaf floats,
to the bottom,
touching the sand,
that rests beneath.
Looking up,
through the now still water,
the light is blurred,
and the leaf is weighed
down.
Not wanting,
to return,
to the surface,
because its vision,
is drowned.