How can the water ripple so gently, 
without a mind 
for wildfires coating the sky 
in sunset hues? 

Human cause is human doom; 
only humans can move 
sitting droplets 
deposited by gust and cloud 

absorbing drip of sap smoke, 
scarf in mouth chemicals, 
and 
shimmery boulder heat. 

When a pond weeps, where does it pool? 

Bronze winner of this contest: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2831055-National-Poetry-Month-April-17th-noguest