Placid...

As Sun sets low on placid waters,
my senses drift along the flows
with ripples 'gainst my skin and toes,
as held this hour, minutes, seconds
unpreturbed, and still, unstill

Soothed, I melt into this aqua's dream,
where anger has no place to hide
when all the Zen and Tao abide
by harmony in every drop -
never let this sereneness, stop...

...Placid, the water, is.