Stillness

Pebble dropped at water’s edge,

Ripples come to form,

Distorted my reflection is,

Uncertainty thus is borne.

A face it swims in hazy waves,

Two eyes they turn to four,

Lips curled in an upwards smirk,

That shakes me to the core.

Stillness abound, the surface stops,

It mirrors now the sky,

A face it shows now clear as day,

No more a man who tries.

The eyes now two, they’re firmly set,

A man who’s paid his due,

No more caution to the wind,

To uncertainty he bids adieu.

Pebble dropped at water’s edge,

The face distorts no more,

For though it swims in hazy hue,

Its stillness at its core.

Belief>