Watery Mirrors

The only journey is the one within.
— Rainer Maria Wilke

Reflections...were they the beginning?  Certainly, there wasn't a particular time when consciousness began, but I can't help but think that watery mirrors were the first window that we looked through that gave us more than a simple visage.

The photo essay below is from photos that I posted on Trover.  It is a rough draft of something much deeper in my soul which I just can't frame correctly...someday...someday