O forgotten whisper of water,
Blue thoughts sinking deeper below,
Mirrored skies in tangled reeds,
Echoes, echoes, echoes... fading.
When did the lilies fall silent?
Where sleep the winds that once sang?
They ripple under night's forgotten veil,
Unnameable and infinite, yet... known.
A reflection, a shadow, a moment unnoticed,
Dancing briskly beneath the surface,
Eyes like tremors, caught in a gaze,
Obscured by the ripples, waves of time.