Reflections

Stand beside a silent pond as the early mist is formed:

The surface has a mirrored glow

that reflects the coming day

while mysterious, wispy, rising shrouds

hide all that lies at bay.

Stand beside a motionless pond as the midday sun shines bright:

It’s face is reflecting Nature’s wealth

mirrored through creator’s eye

but glimpses into clearing depths

are seen by those who try.

Stand beside a quiet pond as the evening sun drops low:

The face is now transparent

as atop it shadows play

while beneath this cover, unobscured,

lies a hidden world, displayed.

Stand silent, motionless, quiet, dear friend, reflecting heaven’s might,

as the mists, the mirrors, the shadows fade, the you within shines bright.

Reveal yourself for who you are - the veiled laid bare by sight,

so at day’s end your truth is told, and peace glides into night.

ora millis