Some delights are as simple and miraculous as they appear.  To watch as a few thin strips of mirror turn the world into an ever-changing array of gems – so magically unforeseeably, so gratifyingly predictable – you are more than a bystander.  You are involved in this coming together, this folding and re-folding.  You sense the same process is happening inside you – laid open by a trick of the eye, revealing an eternal flowering you otherwise could not see.