Placid water surface and perfect rendition of reflections...
Detached but at peace
and then once again, a little disturbance, one pebble, one drop, one touch sets the surface astray...
Ripples emanating, spiraling away...
The tranquility disturbed, the calm shattered, the reflections distorted...
The ripples will dissipate, they will fade away... until no trail is left behind,
and the calm will again be restored.
But only until the next drop or the next pebble comes
and the ripple disturbs it again.
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