Reflection Deception

What is it about nature’s reflections
that draw us in and entrance us; 
just the optical illusion,
or is there more to it
beneath the surface?

I stand divided between
what is and is not:
truths entombed in deceptions
guarded by ghostly asps
with venomous tongues.

One side, firm footing,
the other, a gator-bait splash;
demons and sirens playing
shamelessly dirtier
the more questions I ask. 

Round and round, I turn it, 
but things buried,
whether in water or sand,
seem to keep moving 
the markers and the X,

the mines I’ve mapped, the chests
not to be raised, unearthed.
Where to step next
I become again unsure. 

I just kept walking
that endless plank;
cautiously, even fearfully, forward
was still movement until 
courage could team up with faith. 

Then, your truth-whispers came,
along with your hand
and patience and dedication,
and allowed me to finally walk safely,
either and any way,
even on that water,
with confidence,
with our combined


Now, for you, dear friend,
please allow me to do the same.

Poem and images ©LauraDenise

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