Rippling

The face looking back
Wrinkled beyond its years
By disturbances in the waters

Distorted then still then distorted again
What you became
Become
Becoming

One visage across time
Interrupted by pulses
From a rock tossed out

Knees in the dirt
Pebbles like a side stitch
Sharp pains

Up, brushed
Reflection internalized
Time to go

#Poetry