I sit by a brook.

Watch my life flow by.

Changing with each look

At a reflected, changing sky.

Light breaks into colors

When water breaks over rocks

As I gaze and wonder

If falling leaves leave marks.

And if trees’ reflections

Become reality

That can’t be erased

From water’s memory

So sailors on an ocean

Are shipwrecked on that tree.

I reflect on your look

That brought me to this brook

And its memory after all these years

That takes from my sea of reality

And turns it into tears

That drop into the brook

To become part of time

Changing with each look

At a reflected pool of sighs.

Memories don’t bring you under,

Reflections tear you asunder

And shipwreck you on misery.

Please on that rolling sea

Place merciful hands on me

And guide me to eternity.