Sitting in a car parked under a bridge, I chanced to see light reflected from the water’s surface onto the arched wall of the bridge’s support column.
The light glowed on the surface. It twisted and undulated in fantastic shapes like a magical fairy tale creature. In ages before technology such patterns would surely have stirred observing minds into who knows what scapes of fantasy.
To minds made inattentive by technology, the light could spark reflection on how the best plans of engineers cannot fully eliminate insinuations of divine otherness.
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