I will...

At the end of my floating jetty,
The water laps,
Against its stability,
The sun rays reflecting,
Like a mirror,
A world so small, so peacful,
Yet cold,
water, deep, blue water,
Surrounds my foot,
Imbedded in the shining colours of dawn.

I slowly lower the half dazed,
Figure of shadows,
A long placed mountain,
Of gold and silver,
For help and comfort,
With words of regret,
circling in my mind,
'I will, yes'