Day 990 - Floating

Floating here,
The ups and down,
The waves they rise,
But I just stare.
No worries for me,
Skies are blue,
Trees are green,
Only fish in between.
I tilt my head,
To see below,
I reach out,
To catch a cloud,
But effortlessly,
It floats on by.
Reflections you see,
Are only to be seen,
They are not complete,
Nor do they show,
What really lies beneath.