I'm the ripples in the water that fight the current
created by the forces from above and below.
I wrinkle the surface and add dimension.
Would you see me, if I wasn't mentioned?
I'm the splashes caused by a heron diving for fish
and missing its prey by mere inches.
My waves of frustration can be felt by all.
Would you see me, if you heard the Heron's call?
I'm the droplets shaken from a doe's wet pelt
that splatter on the surface, broken by her hooves.
I'm water that fell as silver, but was picked up as blue.
Would you see me if you had to?
I'm the flowing motion of rivers and streams.
I'm the dark water of your dreadful dreams.
I'm the rain that showers land and sea.
I'm the tears that form when we are set free.
And if you see me in the water,
would you come and join me?
©Tatiana
