The water has its stories. Fair and fell
seeming creatures live and die, procreate
and destroy. From the smallest single cell
to the largest fish, don’t underestimate
the value of each resident being.
The pond’s healthiness will always depend
on each part playing its role. By freeing
it of any part, the balance would end.
Maybe with time, a balance might be made
again, but the pond would be weaker. Less
than what it was or should be. A poor trade
for this pond and all its bountifulness.
Beneath the surface, so many things dwell
with mysteries too numerous to tell.
My sonnet cycle is coming close to the end…only one more to write, and then the “crown” sonnet (which is already written, but unpublished for the time being. I’m sharing this portion with dVerse for OLN.
The complete cycle can be found by hovering over the The Elements – Sonnet Cycles tab up above, and then clicking on Water.