water riddled path
washed up by the winter drops-
shards of a mirror
watching the reflections move
I count the steps on and back
.
water riddled path
washed up by the winter drops-
shards of a mirror
watching the reflections move
I count the steps on and back
.
HA's Place 
I’ve stared in to water many a times…. i feel where this is coming from!
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The time slow down sometimes…it feels nice to ponder about something while looking at water…
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apropo considering it poured cats and dogs here today…each puddle is a little mirror of its view of the world….so it can seem like a bugs eye with so many together…interesting inclusion of yourself in the last line…makes us wonder too at why you pacing….
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