Reflecting

You reflect, it’s you and not the light. That’s a lie of physics. You reflect, and you remain there... beautiful, concentrated. You reveal the clear and the dark, you reflect on the ice living in your eyes. You reflect the clearness of your hair. You reflect the portrait of the woman. You indicate the intermittences of the road. You reflect brightness and darkness, you appear and disappear at times. You reflect peace doesn’t matter it’s 200 kms outside. And then you look at the reflection, and then you use the power of your eyes, and then you shine.