Sitting, arms crossed, staring
Into the rippling pond
Past the beautiful lilies
Into the depths
At the slow, moving
Rhythmic Koi Carp.
Thinking, arms crossed, looking
Concentrating on a thought
The dark pond, alive
With gold, orange, reds
Adding colours, rainbows
To the elegant pond.
Watching, arms crossed, waiting
For your life to slow
Moments to consider beauty
Of this world, wonderment
In a different way
In the world of the Koi.
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