Apr 20, 2007

My Life

I sit and stare into the water of the lake
The bottom is muddy and it makes it hard to see
Yet my reflection is there
As I drop a pebble into the image
The ripples they roll outwards
Like moments in time
Temporal fluctuations that meld my image with another
My life flows like the ripples
Controlled by ebbs and tides
Dimensions blending into one

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