At the water’s edge on a calm morning, your unasked reflection looks back at you.
You see a distorted image between
fact and fiction, life and death,
wrong and right.
Beautiful particles of light bend
around a black hole in your mind,
swirling on both sides.
You are a traveler on a journey asking questions,
creating your life.
At the water’s edge on a calm morning,
the attempt to open your eyes within,
is, the beauty inside.