Reflections

What's up may well be down
What's down may well be up
The sky's as grey as the water
The water's as grey as the sky

Motionless
trembling waiting
the drips hover
for a sign of wind

Sailing in air
with masts in the water
Sailing in water
with masts in the air

Motionless
the blooms hang
awaiting the fall
of autumn

A breeze sways the blooms
the ripples spread on the water
Up is now up
and down is down