When the heavens are reflected in the depths –
throw a rock, watch the transformation.
Isn’t it more fun than mere reflection?
Tag: reflection
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Transformation
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Self-portrait
Who am I?
Am I reflections of the world or the mirrors reflecting it?
Where do I begin?
What is inside and what is outside?
Inside and outside of what?
There is no one answering.
I hope there is someone asking. -
Reflection
Over the years
I became so used to seeing myself reflected in your eyes –
I forget to look in the mirror…
At the end of the day,
this is the only reflection that matters.
