I look out upon the still waters of the lake.
It is peaceful, faint ripples exert a calming influence on me.
The deep waters of my soul match their soft motions.
Suddenly to the left, a splash.
Made by a fish, battling for its life against the relentless pursuit of a foe.
I am reminded of the struggle for life, unending, hidden by the placid mirror of the water’s surface
Of the inner depths that underlie the softest visage.