A meditation

A meditation

Dipping my toes into a cool pond
       encircled by solemn fir trees,
       the murmurs of forest life,
       and an audience of stars clattering with ambition

The chill shocks my spine into cognition
as I ease my body into its cobalt still

I close my eyes.

Inside the water,
      Thoughts bubble, swirl,
       indecisively washing myself.
       Sometimes, I can make out
       mermaid-like fins from their soapy foam
Outside the water,
       I hear my thoughts
       sarcastically bouncing
       tracing along the rim of the pond
       bristling against the blades of grass warming the earth

Sighing, I lift myself up
and sit atop the sill of the pond.
The cold air breathes lukewarm onto my wet skin.

A cricket perches itself on my thigh
an ugly thing, it ruins the mood.