rrodriguez

After throwing a smooth pebble in the lake

After throwing a smooth pebble in the lake,

I heard the golden sky grumble and the wind

Mumbled and sneered, the sun not far behind cheered

And in the fuss, a colorful drake awakes.

And watching, I said: It’s just the water rippling,

But there\'s no need for nature to be flipping.

And when nature laughed and said I’m not tripping

I said: So, then, don’t stop, keep on yipping.

And then: Oh, yes, the ripples will continue

Flowing for a while—yet the sky has grumbled

And though it may moan & groan through and through—

This does not affect you. So, don’t bumble

because of the ripples and in your touch, I knew

In your heart, you had felt the ripples too.