Slinky silver surface
Golden granite glow
Show me what’s up
And point me down below
Ripples disturb the surface
Images moving to and fro
Shimmering silent shards
With nowhere left to go
Molecules are jostled
Writhing en masse
Weird wispy waters
Lapping up to grass
Moving like Mercury
But not so retrograde
Patterns in the mind
The Gods play charade
This pool goes deep
Constantly water churning
Eternal perpetual motion
Intelligently discerning
All is mind of the deity
Vibrating fractal thought
Reality as it might be
Or was, but now forgot
Divine Play by freydoon rassouli