The water and it will ripple
I like to wait for the expanding circles
To dissipate and for the surface
To smoothen
Now a drop
Clings to my fingertip
And disturbs the water where it drips
Returning whence it came
Drip drip drip
Underneath
The water a few fish
Drift serenely and wave their tails
To and fro, as if
In greeting
Here's one
Coming up to nibble the surface
Pearl white with vermilion continents in
Its shimmering scales, glistening
In the sun
It's clearer
To see through the veil of water
When it comes nearer, as if looking to
Make a new friend from
The dry place
It's mouth
Ripples the wet light again
With an animals' uncontrollable life
Unlike the surrounding
Plant ones
They stand
Green, still, short or tall
Maybe waving slightly in the playful wind
Placid with quiet life burning
Inside them
The eyes
On this new friend move otherwise
Seeming to lose interest and turn away
Waving its tail again
In goodbye
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