The picture of her skimmed the surface as she passed the water’s edge,
and for a moment lingered over a depth that resonated true.
A depth that called her spirit to turn and look in.
To search beyond her own likeness,
to examine what was settled and unsettled below,
silently waving for her attention.
And as she hovered over her truth
another reflection appeared.
A man, having become curious about what had called the woman to look over,
also leaned in and found a clearer version of himself.
Looked into his own eyes,
glistening against the water’s reflecting light,
and paused to reacquaint himself with who he had become.