Upon further reflection, I will stand quietly and listen to the birds and animals around me rather than hop in a car and go for a ride to “leaf peep.” I will stay very still and make no sound. I will move as little as possible, and I will just wait. I will wait and I will watch. When my presence is forgotten, I will see the pond come to life.
|A perfect reflection.|
Upon further reflection, I will respect the nature around me, and that includes the predators. I will allow them to stalk and kill their prey because that is their nature, and they need to eat, too. I will allow the prey to be caught or to be lucky, as the case may be. I will not interfere with the natural cycle.
Upon further reflection, I will watch the sun rise in the morning and travel across the pond water, as reflected in the sky. Or is that the other way around? I will marvel at the mirror before me and know that a perfect record is being kept somewhere. Somehow and somewhere in someway, a perfect record is kept of everything that is ever done, including what we ourselves do. And it does not matter if we are alone; the record is still kept. Our hearts reflect our intentions perfectly.
And so, upon further reflection, I will work without lust of result. I will unfailingly do my best so that one day when I look into the mirror, as we all must finally do at some point, I will see that I have done well.