Blue Sky 5

Water Mirror

I encountered a fierce thunderstorm in Oze during the summer.
I hid in the shade of a beech tree. The water flowing out toward my feet began to spread. Before long, the rain stopped, and I watched the back of the black clouds as they departed. The puddle at my feet reflected the sky. I picked up a wet pebble in my palm. Come to think of it, stones are the oldest things in this world, and so is this water. If I toss a pebble into the puddle, the ripples will draw infinite patterns. The sky shines in the stilled water mirror. The dawn of the Earth must have been like this. After the rain that fell for thousands of years finally stopped, the massive puddle that emerged—the ocean—must have reflected the sky for the very first time.