Droplets

When a droplet of reality
Disturbs these glasslike waters
The entire surface dances
Shaken from peace to turmoil

Awakening from slumber
Is that ever a negative?
For better or for worse
You’re made alive
Quickened to moving and breathing
From stagnation to stirring
Given new vistas
New ways to view what’s old
Rekindled from long-cold coals