Mirrors
"Look at her. She is your mirror."
-Jorge Luis Borges, The Moon
I'm reminded of a moonlight hike on the southern bank of the Turnagin Arm, Cook Inlet, Gulf of Alaska, Pacific Ocean. It was almost three years ago and I was too nervous to hold her hand. But already in the frozen blue light I could see that her face would become my mirror and so much more.
4 Comments:
I wonder if the reflection SHE sees is a little less furry than the mirror man himself?
honey, you are so poetic
Beautiful pictures and poetry. See you soon--Donna
What a gift...and reflection of your heart...
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