From the quiet cove,
the sound of a fish
leaping from the waters surface-
the ripples unfurl
across the reflection of clouds.
Dark green ripples
spill onto the rocky shore –
the consequence
of unseen movement
the theory of waters longing.
Light chooses its balance
and its path,
untethered
from the clouded sun,
unfurled
from the illusion of water.
thecourseofourseasons 
Beautiful words, my friend, peaceful reflections on a morning by the water.
Thanks so much for the sense of peace as I read your eloquent words this morning. Such a peaceful and refreshing photo as well.