The mirror of the water
recalled him an image of the past
where the beginning of the world was
totally open
due to his action at distance.
It was like a painting on the mirror
which was the reality of its mentation.
The opening wasn’t any more a closed game.
Each move was creating
a new sensation
and a deeper feeling.
He felt that inside the forest
on the other side of the mirror.
And this image filled him
with metajoy
as the joy was already
a clear fact.
The framework of the forest
had the taste of the essence.
The light of the mirror.
The essence of the image.
The alloy of harmony was ready
for the next step
in this mission.