Reflection

Waves of the ocean, colored glass,

The sky above, filled with soaring birds.

In the eyes of my best friend,

The hair of a stranger,

The soles of a runner that crunch the gravel.

In his voice, her weary smile,

The sound a dog makes as it howls for its lost owner.

A contrast to the blaring rays of the sunlight

That drifts through my window at dawn.

It cascades over the nighttime world,

Illuminating the stars and casting a wonderous glow

On the heavens above.

After the rain crashes down

And the sun comes out of hiding,

It is there, reflecting in the drops that span the sky,

A singular element of the miracle it creates with its brethren.

A knowable aspect of our world,

It evokes both sadness and joy.

Versatile, complex, simple, and elegant;

Solitary or a companion,

It is ingrained in us whether or not we may witness its beauty,

And we are all the better for it.