Potenz H

When on a good night

The water become even

It contains all the universe

Within its reflections.

I bend down to drink,

Only to start back

At the image that forms

In my way to the stars.

Just when I've found my way

To a quiet drinking spot,

I find one last obstacle,

That will not give way.

So I churn up the water,

To distort the reflection.

I wrestle with my image

Until it disappears again.

But every time I stand still,

To my disgust it returns;

Always closer than before

Every time I wade deeper.

But so I find it gets smaller,

As more of me's immersed;

Allowing me a wider view

Of what it mirrors beyond…

I'll drink to my dissolution.