Silver surfaces rippling gently
Images gently sliding over the mirror of time
In winter with little movement or none
In spring as a nurse to growth
Falling from above and sinking below
Full of the abundance of life
In summer, full of fun and frolic
In fall, sanding away the past
Dangerous stifling trapped life
Innocent, succumbing to the moon’s constant tug
Natural, the blanket of Earth
A comforter to those who put in trust and faith