Out of my depth

reflection on rippled water

I lie in the fine, sandy silt, looking up through the depths of shimmering, spring water. Ripples create an abstract image of broken colors in the sky, and I pretend I am in a Monet painting.

The changing light and shifting current, a kaleidoscope of movement, mesmerizes me. I long to stay in my silent, liquid world.

My lungs complain, yet my heart says, wait.

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