The Sun, Continued

  from Walled Gardens
 
  But if I hold my mirror to the sun,
  I can’t pretend the two of these are one
  and same: although the image of the sun
  is in the mirror, it is not the sun
  itself; likewise the mirror itself is one
  thing and the image is another. One
  may never know a thing about the sun
  and still reflect its light, just as the sun
  may shine its rays of light on everyone
  but never be diminished. I am one
  who looks through cloudy skies, and I am one
  whose eyes are sometimes clouded, so the sun
  and what I would perceive are not the same;
  whatever else, the sun is not to blame.