This is my fourth repetition of this image. Two painted flowers float on water. They must be basking in a bright hot sun, reflected in the petals. The coruscating water moves around them, as they move, rhythmically, up and down, making waves, rippling out, to mingle with the other waves. The movers move, causing waves, that interact with the waves of other movers. Ennui inhabit their dark centres, that form enquiring eyes filled with tears and sadness, and fallen imperfection. They solicit each other for something good, for a righteous path, that would allow this pair of sad weary souls a righteous desire.