PROJECT ANDDY 02, The Surface

The still water greeted me that afternoon,
A somewhat complecity lies in its body.
It might not seem that quiet and calm,
There are still surfaces to feel and explore..

False first impression is what you may have,
Of that still water on the quiet afternoon.
When the sun unwillingly gives,
Its uncompromising ray of orange blades..

Pronouncing proudly to the world,
That he has the ultimate power.
Undeniably can heal and destroy at will.
Vividly he stared at the still water that afternoon..

A little ripple and bubble splashes,
When the mighty seagull plunged his feet
To catch the now squirming fish on his claws..

The stillness has broken,
A life has been stolen from her.
A sudden gush of wind has change her structure.
Reflection of the trees now,
Playing on the surface.
Gurgled, Burglered, disturbed!

Novenia
23.10.2010
12.20