She lay in the water
Wondering
whether to take the pierce

Whilst she eagerly waited
for her answer to appear

Moths
All shapes
All colors
All sizes

Landed in the water
struggling
Until they
no longer had the force
no longer had the desire
to leave

She wanted to save them all
Instead
She watched
All of it so captivating

She swam with their souls
listening to their cries

As they sunk to the bottom of the lake
Perfectly still
Perfectly at peace

She followed
Her verdict now lucid as the water