Puddles

Puddles Upon its earthly track of random holes, a settling of water. Awash with droplets from the sky that pool and eddy in the gaps Distinct their shape, no two the same, reflecting random light Some crystal clear that seek the patterned stones and grit below Grasping the gravid clouds from above upon their rippling surface While others yield to trampling feet and sodden socks Take care with those whose silent depths belie, hidden and still Deeper than thought, they’re sure to ensnare and cause a stumble