Ripples
The ripples of a pond
My mind is stirred
As if the milky water was a thought
Blurry but clear all at once
The deep depths may be shallow
But they contain the world
As a reflection is disturbed
By the drops of water
The world is stirred as if a song
A song that is broken by an echo
When one looks inside the pond
They see themselves as a mirror
Giving the gift of seeing the unseen
It helps you look at- in a new way-
What your life is whispering at you
What the world wants you to see-
But if you don’t look close enough
It may look like mere ripples
To you