so inviting under twilight
muddy in the day, but crystal clear through the half-light
mirror like and so, so still
the doorway to another life

clear form afar, yet as you approach
reflections turn to black
as you stare into the depth
hoping to see yourself
but there is nothing there

mirrored trees
chattering among themselves
silently. approaching
hoping for belonging
as they disappear within

stranded on the dock
ripples fly out across the calm
out of reach

dawn is closing in