Simple shapes made of glass that when they are seen, you will think they are insignificant, invisible to the eyes, transparent y small.
In a bright day, they are inactive marauders judging our actions, detailing each impure movement, people ignore them but ¿what happen when the darkness appear? They become more important than they are, our guides, they light us and we feel safe when the light touch us, they make that our deeper dreams are extinguished.
Fireflies of the destiny, their light is more valuable for us than shining for them, to the light rays we show the best of us but to the night shadow our sins and the fleshly actions grow as a rose. Hidden from the spotlights, mistake better in the darkness, our weaknesses and the most intimate acts that we do not want them to being seen, those that just privacy knows and light bulbs off can see.
They only are there, being what we want them be, we turn on when we want and we turn off when we need to, but the will always be there, whatching us.
Love always, Andres