by blogasana on April 13, 2010

As a matter of perspective, a puddle offers two worlds: look at it and see the perfect reflection of sky and tree. It is a mirror.

With the finest of adjustment, look through the mirrorĀ and see paw and shoe print, leaf and mud. Stories and lifetimes.

Like the windows to the soul, I feel like I’m looking into a portal, into the eye of the earth, through a puddle. Knowing that it will reflect back my life, my perspective.

{ 3 comments… read them below or add one }

Geanette April 13, 2010 at 10:34 pm

What a refreshing perspective! I will never look at a puddle the same again.


elizabeth April 14, 2010 at 6:01 am

Nor will I. I always see the reflection. Lately, it captivates me. I never look through it, so it will be a new perspective.


blogasana April 14, 2010 at 11:11 pm

G – Good! And so glad to hear that you’re home :-)

Elizabeth – Ah, that means a ton. And I’m sure you have lots of puddle material up there in Portland!! xo


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