A Ripple in the Waves

You sat a while, watching
The placid river. Well,
Most of you have done that,

Watched a stream of water
Outdoors, minor, major
Flowing rope of some sort.

It was a quiet day.
The only thing you saw
Was a standing ripple

In the ongoing flow,
By which you knew something
Substantive was below,

Rock or log, sunken boat,
Possibly a monster,
Although you doubted that.

That was a metaphor.
You saw a metaphor.
You’re metaphorical.