By Sarah Hawkins, TIWP Student

The soft breeze rattled the trees.
As the grass swayed,
the water rippled and distorted my reflection
as I stared back at myself.
The world was quiet.
Nothing existed outside of this moment,
a perfect moment of serenity
away from everything.
I reached out toward the water
almost to capture it,
but as my finger touched the water,
there was nothing left to grab.