The mirror in our souls

By Detlef

Sometimes my soul is like a lake. Very still and even and then I mirror the miracles going on around me. “The grandest pleasure is bestowed upon those who are still” said Henie and I like that. Being still, breathing – looking back on creation as it’s shining into my eyes.

Maybe somewhere there is a place where this lake is mirrored. Somewhere above the clouds? Who knows? But the place where this mirror of a lake is mirrored for sure is the the mirror of my soul.

And now your soul.

Thank you.

The lake on the picture is “Bullensee” – “Lake of the Bulls” near Rotenburg, the town in northern Germany where I grew up.

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