Stream of Consciousness: Shimmer

Author's Note: I wrote this stream to get me into the writing mood, and so I could keep up the consistency and frequency of writing creatively without really thinking to analytically about it. I wanted to create a strong yet simple visual with lots of symbolism. I wanted the symbolism to be rather hidden though, and leave for room for it to be interpreted differently. I feel as though the images represented in this stream represent certain situations or people that are becoming sort of prominent in my life at the moment. 

Wet stones shimmer on the pavement, piled high, mounted on top of each other. Each stone attempts to suppress the others value -- shade their reflection -- but it simply cannot be done. One small, although shimmering, stone is not as beautiful as hundreds, thousands of light-capturing jewels. And when they all try to outweigh the next, their shimmer does not shine as bright; it is like setting your sight upon something utterly ordinary. A mere image of nature. But together, after a light rain perhaps, the reflection is magnificent and cannot be ignored. The smooth grey surfaces possess  a  nearly metallic sheen, stunning in contrast to the dew covered grass. And they remain there, still, in lovely harmony, making each other more beautiful as if it burdens no work at all. The sun looks on from above, admiring its work, gazing at its beauty having been created by itself. The stones, the grass -- the glistening water -- is all aware of the Sun and its work. Not one piece in this show is forgotten, or rather forgotten the other. Because put together, each image is like an instrument, creating an extraordinary piece of music, a symphony, for all to enjoy and to hear. In hopes of emulating this day again, and continuing the music the next day, the Sun, stones, grass, and water quite, leaving the moon to paint the night.