Small objects moving
Tiny sounds
Rolling from a water drop
Down to the floor
Along the old floor
Rushing around it
Melted ice
Under the stove
Subtle
Melting
Running there below the floor
Down to the bottom
Like a thought
You forget
Or a person
You want to
Floating away in peace
On a river fading
Heard a splash
When we all fall in
Looking around for ourselves
Until the shore
Again
Before we jump off
To another period
In our life
This is the gift
Hazy Acres 
Your Thoughts