Casting Stones

Casting stones
upon the waters-
watching ripples coincide.
Underneath the dappled liquid,
reflections refract
the autumn sun.
Reaching through to
retrieve the pebbles
motion moves what was as glass-
breaks the plane, quicksilver running
stillness now at last undone.
Cold, cold stones
within a heartbeat
smothered by constant duress
wear away at what encases
exposing secrets, now as one.

Casting stones upon the waters
shatters silence, breaks the plain
In the splash of lost redemption
liquid now removes the pain.