in response to an indian woman's reflection on a puddle

i ponder her reflection as I see the ripples pass
suddenly i realize this life will never last
the veil of here doesn't hide there at all
i'm in the moment though it seems so very small

i ponder her dreams and how they fit in me
suddenly I realize she is what I'll be
Buddha's laughing, he knew what I just learned
everything is nothing and there's nothing to be yearned

Tomorrow happened yesterday will come
I believe in me now because i realize that I'm dumb.

Words flow.
Time goes
who knows
who knows.

the veil is parting i can't tell you what I see
because everything is nothing and that nothing she is me.