Circles spreading from the stone
thrown in the lake,
and everyone always throws in a stone.
Creating waves that cross and mingle,
joining points adding or subtracting,
interference patterns where they meet.
Where everything is fluid
and as the stone settles
so does the pattern and in the cold
the water freezes into small circles
each marking the centre of a person.
Water, lakes, streams, waterfalls. All make me want to stand and drink in the quiet. Bad pun I know but it wasn’t intended.
Thanks to Pat Bean and her post for reminding me of this