Surrounded by a watery jungle, enjoying the antics being
performed there.
Water gaily dancing and splashing at passers-by, gentle
swaying in the wind of tall plants partially submerged.
Lily-pads being jostled on the surface by ripples
fragmenting in the afternoon sun.
Dragonflies doing their duty, accosting favorite plants
above the water's edge.
Same image with subtle changes, raking themselves across,
doing no damage at all.
Water spouting into the air, tiny droplets separating and
falling into the pond, happily rejoining their mommies.
Bubbles forming, lazily finding a way towards their
individual destinies.
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