Water Things

I am only young and only just begun, I see the bobbing light on the water where the future scenes of where I am belong, a light that bobs along and will become the recollection of scenes stretching inside the reflection of light that flexes then shrinks and stretches on the water surface as my senses are sprinkled among those who belong where the trinkets of time come from here in a bowl to find a flow in games with water for my boating captivated by the show of glistening light where time is floating, I am only young and only just begun.