Reflections on the water
reach toward the sky.
Trapped in the surface
they never really fly.

Illusion all around them,
waves disturb their sleep,
Night comes upon them,
darkness fills the deep.

Overcome with sadness,
stars so far away,
Seldom knowing hope,
in every gloomy day. 

At the water's edge,
a child is passing by,
sees reflections on the water
Reaching toward the sky.

Vision of Tanathiel 2017