water moves...

all around me
water moves
tiny frogs stand guard under
plastic palm fronds
a whispering trickle heard only
by me
lotus flowers midst copper leaves
hummingbirds zip from the sky
to bathe and sip
little wrens with yellow and red
duck heads under the spray
shake, shake, shake
the window gathers spots
and there...bells
tinkling like a song from the little ones
round and round they go
no rhythm to measure
music all the same
even the kitchen hums
the water there can only be heard
with careful ears
still, it is there
that sound that soothes the fire
that burns my bones
water moves
all around me