And so what?
What if I jump?
This water is so calm.
So quiet.
No, I don't need to jump.
This water is me.
I'm quiet, I'm calm,
but if somebody throws a rock
I'm restless.
I'm cannot sleep
until every bad feeling
has disappeared.
So now there are rocks everywhere.
And I never calm down.
Nobody can calm me down.
Except, maybe she?
She could calm the water
only with her presence.
The water needs her now
and she isn't there
to sing it a song.
So, I'm restless.
I'm not quiet.
Every stone reaches
the bottom, stays there.
Only 'till the end of time.
So why worry?
The water calms down.
It becomes quiet
if all rocks are thrown
and there is no water left.