The reflection

The reflection of colours
On the plain of a bay
Like the real built columns
Seems to be just the same.
But you put sudden hand
…To the water, and see there
How the columns are smashed
In the waves changing mirror.

Vinita answered:
Have you heard the sound of the smash
when columns come crumbling down?
Of course, later there is silence...
as the water erases everything.


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