For a man to walk on top of the water
as light as a feather softly landed,
From above the water, it lands with the waves hitting against the sand.
It just keeps floating...flowing...
Forward it goes through the water without drowning.
With the seashells on the shore,
only a rock can drown and touch the cold sands below.
Only the feather can float on top:
As for the man, he disappears without wet feet.
You may think, who is he or she?
You do not know for sure.
It may be a ghost or a spirit.
Do you think it might be a reflection?
My reflection
...
The man is us: mankind.
The Feather is inner peace.
The Rock is self doubt.