Reflections and Me You can never have too much pool. You can stay in the crystal clear water for hours, fall asleep, and wake up drunk on pool. This is a pool that washes away all the sorrow and woe of the past, and can give you a clean slate at any moment of any day if you want. It gives you a reason to just reflect and relax while it too relaxes and reflects. The sun is so bright when you directly see it. Radiance so brilliant that it is impossible to see clearly with just eyes. I let it illuminate my world, the parts that I cannot find on my own. The rays seem to go on forever and ends don't exist in the sky. Each one is reaching for something in the distance; it's so close you can almost taste it. Everything changes in the water though. The reflection is easily seen by only eyes, and perfectly simple. The yellow tint of the star has disappeared and only white is left. The rays wiggle, wag, and wave and stop right at the edge of the pool. The world is full of clouds, the kind like popcorn. The pool is full of them too. You can feel the clouds on your skin. No one else can feel it for you because it's unlike anything else. They appear larger than they actually are and larger than life itself. They are beautiful and puffy and soft. And I stare at the no longer blank page before me. It's now painted with beautiful and puffy and soft white paint. My pool is a mutant. It can shift the shapes of things and turn them into completely different things. A bursting ball of light into a contained star and popcorn clouds into a work of art. Art and most things that are beautiful are few, but that makes each one even more precious. My pool takes what it can and makes the best of them. Makes them into art. Makes them a cycle. The pool is a cycle. I am a cycle. Life is a cycle. I've made it simple.JUST KEEP SWIMMING The End
You can never have too much pool. You can stay in the crystal clear water for hours, fall asleep, and wake up drunk on pool. This is a pool that washes away all the sorrow and woe of the past, and can give you a clean slate at any moment of any day if you want. It gives you a reason to just reflect and relax while it too relaxes and reflects.
The sun is so bright when you directly see it. Radiance so brilliant that it is impossible to see clearly with just eyes. I let it illuminate my world, the parts that I cannot find on my own. The rays seem to go on forever and ends don't exist in the sky. Each one is reaching for something in the distance; it's so close you can almost taste it. Everything changes in the water though. The reflection is easily seen by only eyes, and perfectly simple. The yellow tint of the star has disappeared and only white is left. The rays wiggle, wag, and wave and stop right at the edge of the pool.
The world is full of clouds, the kind like popcorn. The pool is full of them too. You can feel the clouds on your skin. No one else can feel it for you because it's unlike anything else. They appear larger than they actually are and larger than life itself. They are beautiful and puffy and soft. And I stare at the no longer blank page before me. It's now painted with beautiful and puffy and soft white paint.
My pool is a mutant. It can shift the shapes of things and turn them into completely different things. A bursting ball of light into a contained star and popcorn clouds into a work of art. Art and most things that are beautiful are few, but that makes each one even more precious. My pool takes what it can and makes the best of them. Makes them into art. Makes them a cycle. The pool is a cycle. I am a cycle. Life is a cycle. I've made it simple.
The End