Yellow boots

I was looking out the window on a very rainy day. The sidewalk was glistening with sheets of water. Walking across the street was a girl in yellow boots. On the mirrorlike sidewalk were duplicates of those yellow boots, walking along with the original.

I saw this as illustrative of man's oneness with God as His spiritual reflection. Those yellow boots couldn't for a moment be separated from their, original; they couldn't walk off by themselves. As I thought about this, I saw that the reflection can't be separated from the original. It can't. They're one! And the reflection can't be unlike the original.

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