Water lillies and blue gill

Dip your head to the water and whisper your afflictions. And allow the gravel banks and suckling roots to know your secrets. And allow the water lilies and bluegill to know of your longings. And the water lilies and the bluegill will speak to you their comfort, and they will speak of pain as the ultimate truth, and they will speak of joy as the great rebellion. But their sounds will not reach you— for the current is too strong, and the gravel banks and suckling roots will remain still and unwavering. And the world will come, whispering its ruthful nature, and you will sit and wonder: What the water lilies and the bluegill had to say.