Ripples in the water-
belying the image-
of what roams beneath the surface.
What truth can we speak-
of that we do not see clearly.
We make assumptions
to fill the void
of missing colors in the kaleidoscope-
giving relief to our fears-
and our curiosity.
We make up theories to explain
what we don't understand-
when sometimes all we need to do
is wait patiently for the wind to die
(as all things do)
and the water to calm- still as a looking glass
so we can see clearly
the things we couldn't perceive before.
Wait patiently-
in due time the earth will reveal
all her heavenly secrets.