In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Easy Fix.”
I do not like looking in the mirror, because it is just a virtual machine repeating mechanical gestures to which I do not belong. Yet this is my human image, what others see. Vanity is the signature of a bad attitude, but it may be a quality – one that pushes to cope with a mirror.
If we’re lucky we avoid it like the plague, but every time we express an emotion, here it comes again placing itself in front of our eyes; and we can’t help but being in contact with the shallow replica, we are guided by this photograph – which can be recreated by a mirror, a crystal, from the fragments of a transparent glass, the window of our room -, by a detail that imposed fiercely and then released only a fragment of us.
Instead, a body of water is never silent; it makes its dummy wrinkles become ourselves. A body of water never lies, and also knows how to anticipate what we deny at all costs. It wraps the actual images in a mystical aura, it transforms them into a multiple vision and we also watch the depths of that look that glimpses back to our eyes. Then we realize we can mirror ourselves in the sky, we see the colour of it reflecting the water flowing between our hands; we bathe our face and it is like reincarnating in another universe.
When I see the world through the water I feel free. Water does not just reflect, it resonates with sounds and vibrations, and then it spreads emotions. Water is the principle of melodies. And the love that makes us see the world in color has all the shades of water droplets refracting a rainbow. In a water reflection there is a world; the reflection of this blog is an atypical sound coming from the sea upon whispering waves.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13, 4-8
And all is right in the world, sometimes.