Of reflections and boats
I walked down a leafy forgotten path when I suddenly spied some boats washed up on the shore. Colours fading, lying there overlooked…
… like cast-offs or children’s toys loved and then left.
It struck me that – sometimes – boats are like people.
We might neglect them; only see the outer shell of flaking paint; forget how once those colours glowed and how they carried us across troubled waters.
What do you see when you look at that boat, that person?
Neglected, abandoned; the beauty gone? Or can you go beyond that to see the jewel that is still there, the beauty and serenity?
Look deep, my friends – because what you really see is your own reflection.
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