Conditions have to be perfect
For the eye to catch a speck of light
A reflection so perfect,
The angles just so
For sunlight to bounce through a pupil

A car windshield, three miles away
Crossing the Captree Causeway Bridge
Catches a ray, transmits it to my eye
A silver shard of sun
That instantly dissolves

With daughters at Robert Moses Beach
A single quartz grain on a sand castle
Becomes a mirror
A molten silver second
Comes and goes unexpectedly

I catch the glint of a her timid smile
Is it meant for me? Of course!
Right time, right place
Only lasting a second
Does it carry great weight?

She lifts champagne to her lips
Her diamond ring sends its message
She is the beacon
A broadcasting lighthouse
Transferring her light to me

I pick up the morning paper
See a constant beam of sunlight
Reflected off a rear view mirror
So bright I can see radiating strands
Of thin muscles of my iris

Glints are moments of intensity
That rarely occur
When they happen
I know for sure
I’m connected to the Sun

Tom Stock

Tom Stock has been involved in the Long Island environmental and outdoor education community for decades.

He has published two books; THE NISSEQUOGUE RIVER: A JOURNEY and HIDDEN AGENDA; A POETRY JOURNEY.He has also published many essays and poems in such journals as the Long Island Forum and The Long Islander.

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