Looking into the Mirror I can only see
Of who I may really be.
The physical is only of flesh
And the soul is obsessed.
Roaming through the ages and time
To find the one that will be mine.
Another day, another life
A call of arms to the site,
Where all ages meet
and the old ones greet.
Moving down the Hall
To the mirror that reveals all
Looking into the mirror all she sees
of whom she leaves
The wheel of time turns once again
A new life began
Walk into the mirror to feel the ebb and flow
The winds now change and blow
Awakening the one who can see
All that can really be.
10 Jul 2004
COMMENTS
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AetiusVesperus
03:29 Nov 22 2017
Well written and tells a truth.