This piece is a short haiku about the fragility of perfection. I have always valued awareness and humility; athough it's significantly important to love yourself, there's a fine difference between self-love and ego. Just like the beautiful glass lake disturbed by a single drop, even the quintessential view of perfection can be disrupted. Self-absorption is the blockage to self-improvment, and with no improvement, even the smallest things may create ripples to what you stand for. I find it crucial to acknowledge that, and wanted to convey that into this piece.