There is a pool;
Its waters are held
Within the chalice of earth
Reflecting the sky.
It sparkles, calm and still,
Glinting in the sunlight,
Glittering with the stars
That play across its surface,
As day turns to night turns to day.
Yet the moon cannot enter the waters.
The sun does not bathe
Nor the stars swim.
It ripples with laughter,
When the wind plays…
Scattering its silence,
Summer’s children splashing
For a little while.
Winter ice holds it,
Frozen in time,
Dulling its reflections
Blanketed snow
In the stasis of grief
As the seasons turn.
In the heart of the pool
Only silent stillness.
We throw our stones,
Tossing pebbles…
Skimming the surface…
Making our own ripples
Ephemeral as the wind,
Droplets dancing
Diamond bright,
Or crazing the ice
Before the stone sinks.
Its presence a memory
As it leaves the light.
The waters close,
The surface stills,
The ripples cease.
Within the depths
The stones grow,
Filling the pool
Raising the water
Till it overflows
And is lost.
The pool has no wings…
The earth drinks it.
Yet the water remains,
Ever changing
But unchanged
Rising as mist
Or the sap of a flower
That greets the sun
Holding the essence
Of a silver pool
In a dewdrop.
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
This is a beautiful poem for a beautiful scene
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re always welcome
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This is so evocative and peaceful 💜
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Thanks, Willow.
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It really is 💜
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Right now, I need to visit such a place, as I’m in need of the soothing presence of the water…
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I could use it myelf, Jaye… x
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Wish I could meet you there!
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That would be good 🙂
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Really would…
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Circles again…always. (k)
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Always 🙂
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Lovely, soothing – good for high blood pressure!
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MIne is very low… but it is good for the soul too 🙂
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Stunning poetry, Sue. I love the constancy despite all the change. Just beautiful.
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Life flows its own way…whether we will or no 🙂
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Lovely and relaxing Sue.
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Wish I was there today…
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We wish we were on the boat sometimes too.
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I can imagine…
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How are you today Sue? Managing to get some rest OK?
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More than enough at the moment! 🙂
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❤
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Beautiful poem, Sue. I love the soothing energy of water, such a nourishing element.
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I agree, Eliza.
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Oh wow, Sue. This is therapy for my aching brain. I love the idea of the water being held in the ‘chalice of the earth’. I do love the way you see nature, through your unique gaze full of magic and metaphor. I’ll never look at a lake or a pool in the same way again. 🙂
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That’s a wonderful compliment, Alli 🙂
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I mean every word. Your writing gives me goosebumps. 🙂
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THank you (wanders off blushing…)
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For those of us who have an affinity for water, the need to live near water and appreciate its mystery, you honor it well: “Its waters are held, Within the chalice of earth, Reflecting the sky.”
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I am far from water here… and as far from the sea as you can get in this little country.I would like to live where I can see the waves and the wildness.
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A beautiful poem of water, a sustainable resource. Thank you 😊
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Thank you 🙂
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You are welcome!
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