A Glass of Rippling Stars

I pushed past a folded cloth napkin and reached the rim of a small glass of water left under the evening lamp. The surface was totally still until I nudged the side of the heavy tumbler with my hip. Tiny circular rings instantly trembled across the clear water, scattering reflections of the golden overhead bulb across the polished tabletop! I leaned over the smooth glass edge, watching the ripples bounce back from the curved wall and meet in tiny shimmering crests. It looked just like dancing liquid starlight right beside my feet.