Soul on Writing

"Reflection"

In the lake of feelings
multiple pass through
and above the water
there's a reflection of you

A reflection that gently moves
while those wavy lines go by 
and as they go,
it's a feeling saying goodbye

They appear,
they pass,
they disappear,
and they don't last,

But above all that,
there's an inside of a lake,
that keeps shells or rocks,
and those, well...

They don't fade...

They are pieces of you,
that you gathered since the beginning,
memories, thoughts, characteristics,
that somehow keep staying

But you only can see them,
if you go inside,
outside is just a reflection,
and others are hide.