Watermark

I was so inspired to make something out of the song Watermark by Enya.

I saw myself standing in a riverbank,
standing still
looking far in the distance.

Wondering,
pondering.

The wind blowing on my face,
slowly singing its hymn
as I look down
upon the still waters before me,
I saw your face.

Etched forever
by an invisible mark,
the billowing prints of the water.

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