In the spring, the fields and ditches
flood beside the lake.
When the wind is calm,
the pools are still,
And the sky is overcast.
The reflections create a monochrome world.
Eye darting from pool to pool
You can get lost
From the world that is your own.
The beauty found in these reflections
is otherworldly yet simple.
Like the most elegant black and white
And you long for a world similar
But as the summer gets hot,
The pools will disappear,
And so will the beauty.