Looking the mirror
what do you see?
Ghostly desires
Standing still
Grayish light
Subduing reliefs

Looking at the mirror
What do you see?
History engraves
A design of its own
Intanglio of wonder
Struggles and love

Looking at the mirror
What do you see?
Power in felt
Gentle yet firm
Thoughts hauled up
Swirled on a stream
The frail was swept
And disappeared

Looking past the mirror
What can you see?
A secret chamber
With creased brim
Shape as crowns
Longings turn green
Featerly wings
Pull the strings
The heart sings
The soul is King

Done a hat
That’s what I did
Something anew just slid
It named the winds
South, West and East
And “I” stood tall
Facing it’s North
Look what the mirror brought forth!