The pond, so still,
my gaze, I see.
The world,
reflecting
back at me.
My gaze,
a moment,
frozen in time.
Life goes on,
each moment,
sublime.
Love,
with its tendrils,
reaching out,
Has found me
gazing,
hereabouts.
And pulled
me into
its embrace;
Showed its
reflection,
mirrored upon
my face.
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