Simple

"In hope of a sound that might somehow reach you, the heart cried out on this mountain as Farhad never did" Hafez Oh! Yes! It is simple-minded a simple slate it is, this pool, for there is nothing outward or inward but water. Water, and a blueness in which the lonely migrating swallows with their new voices; the algae with their intricate patterns; the stones with their secret lines; and the fish and the boats of wandering lovers, in it, have taken refuge in this simple thing that is nothing – was nothing – from the beginning to the end, but a simple slate of water: a mirror to every gleam of light. Oh! Stay just like this: simple "simple-minded", my beautiful lake...