A ripple breaks through.
A waterbug
Skitters
Silently on the moon’s surface.
Somewhere,
The ears of a lioncat
Are pricked,
As from sleep.
A curious wind swells softly.

There is a rustling
As the oar slaps into
The cove,
Past minnow,
Into reflections of
Pink coral,
Into reflections of the minnow.

Light is reflected
On the water,
In the bird’s shadow
Gliding, across the glassy surface.
And Weaving smoothly by,
There is a reflection
Of turquoise
From within.