Gas time and glory

 water bounces in a pool
Sunlight makes it a sea of mirrors
yellow bright characters lost in dance
prisms of boyant reflection

shimmering sheet rising and falling
like the sonolent chest of gods
That humidity sweeping across the awe on your face
Writing those lost greeting cards to all who've passed

The vigor in you is the quiver in the ripples
burning bright in the motion of waves
Streaming gold and wavering
looming falling overlapping

Light and water in strange union
both wet and lucid
Love drowned deep in that radiant sparkle
transitioning into form that we never were before