The Mirror

On a still day in the heat of the sun, I found myself trekking through a wooded field.  The trees gave way abruptly to expose a small pond.  Its waters looked cool and inviting.  My throat was parched from the dust of the day, so I approached the bank with the intention of quenching my thirst.

As I knelt before the cool blue waters, with my hand extended, I caught the image of my face staring back at me.  My attention came to rest upon my eyes.  It was then that I realized that just as the pond held a reflection of my face, my eyes held a reflection of my soul.

The image staring back at me began to take on my true form.  It showed me what kind of man I really was.  Did I like what I saw?  Would you like what your reflection revealed to you?