Tranquil Oasis

January 1, 2012
By , Lincoln, NE
A foggy mist lies near the ground, filling the air with a murky presence.
The whistles of evening birds and croaks of frogs pulse through the night.
Clouded glass covers the ground, reflecting the changing sky.
Dull hues smear together like watercolors upon the gentle ripples.

A smoothed stone skips the sleeping surface.
Once, twice; then disappears into the depth of the unknown.
Series of ringlets expand from where it dropped.
Bobbing slightly as they ebb into the silent water.

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