Reflections...

Azure blue skies, dressed up with clouds of grey Reflected into the pool of dreams, momentarily they stay Suspended and caught still within the sands of time As the days grows older, higher the guardian clouds climb. Un-rippled water, touching the imagination of the day Windless feelings of depth seem to make their play Wordlessly carrying breaths of fresh air wherever it goes Gesturing freedom of being, freedom of wherever it flows. Silently beckoning thoughtful stances inviting all in Watching reflections wave back in mindful rhythm within As the wind blows across the face, the surface unflushed The light of the reflections are motionless…untouched Textures untouched yet felt, sounds unheard yet sensed There's more behind the surface you'll never see against Secrets that won't be revealed searching for a home Until the surface is broken with that un-casted stone…