Our eyes seem magnetically drawn to mirrors and windows to see ourselves as the world would see. In their absence we even ask others, "Does this look ok?" The morning walk to awaken and see my eyes the mirrors and windows of Life and others. And to ponder, the reflection my eyes gifted to nature and the reflection gifted back to others. "Look sweet earth! Look stranger and friend! This is the beauty you behold!" Sweet mercy, yes, my eyes the mirror of nature's and another's precious soul.