The water desires not to move.
It wishes for complete stillness
and there I hover above it.
The water loves the silence.
It sings to me with it's quite reflections.
The water only has one friend,
the sky above.
I am an intruder to this peace.
There I am interrupting
the skies reflection on the water.
There I am with my sullen face
staring back at myself.
The water and sky cares not though
for they are in perfect bliss.
I want to caress it with my fingers
and feel its cool embrace,
but I fear the consequences.
One ripple to distort this world.
One ripple to disrupt the peace.
Perhaps instead, a splash...