Still waters run deep

Originally posted on catterel:
The full moon smiled on the water Pale and still Till A casually tossed pebble Fractured her image She vanished And the watery surface silently said o O O An ever-widening mouth Of concentric circles Not a drop was left in its place Everything moved Rippled and swirled From top to bottom Of the pool Nothing was as before Then In silence the surface re-formed Smooth Still The moon smiled The pebble lay still on the bottom Unaltered.

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