Despite the cold I really miss walking into the waters and having a glimpse of the reflections in them. It reminds me of how much reflections are incomprehensibly detailed yet fade so quickly with every ripple that comes their way. As long as the object (in this case- me) stays constant, the reflection, no matter how many ripples and waves come at it, it will always return to the object's true form. And even so, despite how detailed they may be, it would never be the actual object in set scenario, it will always stay a reflection. I have to wonder though. If the reflection knew of its fragility would it cling unto the object even more? If it had a conscience choice to stay so consistently detailed, would it be so wise to do so?
"As in water face reflects face, so the heart of man reflects the man."
Proverbs 27:19
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