Usually we see only indentations in the mud. Evidence of nothing more than travel. But fill those indentations with a reflective liquid and a new dimension appears.
As if saying, ‘This is where you could have gone.’ Ascension made possible by mud outlines.
Perhaps you still have some unwanted, lowly, muddy memories of where you’ve been that won’t just vanish.
Make them reflective so as to be UN-seen, forever more. From now on, all that will be noticed is a direction upward.
The Infinite 