Heaven's Mirror

Does everyone see beauty in a puddle of melted snow?

Attempting to get a photo of this breathtaking image, I was abruptly approached by a runner.

As I quickly got out of his way,

He ran through splashing water.

Did he see the reflection of the sleeping Stark trees of winter?

The tall dark sticks with a dusky grey curtain of sky behind it with creamy clouds swirling through the grey reflection?

Did he notice a few wispy icebergs floating aimlessly alongside some lost leaves floating around in this pool of impressionism? I highly doubt.

Detectives of nature take time to investigate the beauty our God hides

When you run, you miss the beauty

- Gina Lascuola