Reflections on Reflections

Reflection is...
a still place within the mind
clearest in the quiet pool,
but clearly there within the waves,
and the ripples surrounding
can distort the peace
of this mirroring mind pool
shattering the stillness.
Yet these new thoughts
they are so beautiful
it may be meaningless
but it is not worthless
to drop the pebble,
over the edge...
To hear the plink
the crack in the mirror.

The ripples will smooth,
over time
but now they create
a simply imperfect work,
jumbled thoughts
and shards of sentences
will hit the ground
reflecting the world
in a different light
each tiny millisecond
but none are wrong
because in the lights
none are right.