While it is true that these beings
may have witnessed their own image
on the slick, starlit surfaces
which cover the lands of their home,
no sound spoken in their tongue could
describe such a tiny trinket
capturing their likeness with not
a transparency or limit
in time of night; just their own face
as their own eye would see all else.
Yet the question remains whether
the features they wear can perceive
beyond utility of hue,
size, or stature and are granted
a reflection which sees beauty
within itself as well as in
its fellow creatures, habitat,
and the celestial arcane
that surrounds both visitor and
native; in which case, we might see
no longer an oddity to
study or document, only
ourselves mirrored in a new light.
