Reflection

Sometimes the reflection

is easier to look at than the actual sky

When the water is still

details are clearer

colors are richer

light is less intense

The sky itself is so penetrating

the rays from the sun just a little too bright

The warmth is visceral and overwhelms you

The soft skin of the wind brushes your cheeks and holds your face

When the senses are stimulated it is distracting and impossible to see the experience objectively

On the other hand, 

why would you want to 

Experience is not objective

It's not logical

There is no formula 

It pulls and pushes in whatever way the want goes

and if you fight the current, you will drown 

Better to learn how to ride

Close your eyes

Let the moment carry you

Like a ripple that slides across the surface

Or a cloud that transforms with each gust

Or the dancing water diamonds that hypnotize 

Let the trance relieve you from the sky's imposition

But in the evening, or in the morning

when the luminance is soft

You will always return your gaze to the heavens

For the reflected illusion lays only on the surface

and the sky...

It holds no limits

Gets deeper 

the longer you look into it

Is renewed with every passing second

Is made of the very same thing that you are

And even when you turn away

it will always be there



Sept. 28th, 2014