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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