In the stillness of the water’s embrace,
Shadows dance upon the mirrored face.
A quiet ripple, a gentle sigh,
Beneath the endless arching sky.
Eyes meet the soul’s calm reflection,
In the glassy depths of introspection.
Questions linger, softly spoken,
In silent echoes, unbroken.
Memories weave through silver strands,
Carved by time’s relentless hands.
Dreams and whispers intertwine,
In the heart’s secret shrine.
As the sun dips below the horizon’s line,
The mirror holds the shadows’ design.
A tapestry of moments, woven tight,
In the gentle embrace of night.