A reed moves
Under
a bird’s meagre weight
The
reed disturbs the calm water
Ripples
echo outwards
Across
the lake
Flat
calm on a balmy eve
Each
ripple expands out
And
with each inch it grows
It
stretches and diminishes
Until
it is no more
Until
another bird settles
On
another reeds stem
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