Reflections

As I gaze into the water, my reflection I see.
Do I really like what looks back at me?

The water is pure, does that seem to fit?
It’s clear and transparent, not a bit reticent.

The calm soothing ripples bring peace to my soul,
Do I have that affect, or is chaos my goal?

A body of water is just so serene.
Am I like these waters, or am I just mean?

The murmuring splashes comfort my core.
Do I ever give comfort? Do I have good rapport?

Like the essence of oceans, am I ever strong?
Will my spirit continue to flow always on?

The primeval attraction, as I watch this lagoon
Brings questions of doubt to my afternoon.

Will the life giving waters wash my doubts away?
Or like my reflection, is it just a display?

A display that is causing me now to reflect
On the image in water in deep introspect.