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This is based loosely on the work of someone well known if you think its familiar.As all my outpourings its less refined....
Which strips off clothing to leave transparency,
Who wealds that mirror?
And strips us raw until nothing but a breast-bare spectacle we see.
A mere reflection of you and me?
Whose magic penetrates like a dart,
and shows whats real in tarnished heart
And throws our mind our thoughts and sins, into our eyes whence thought begins?
Who holds it steady?
Works well in deepest dark, and on such silent nights doth show our aches;
Why in that mirror
Are tincts we never see ourselves nor take
When the world is awake?
Can test each bearest breath yet its inanimate spectre looms mighty on the unloved face.
Until holding it no longer I let it fall
It may catch my last thoughts, my whole life foul or fair,
No longer a mirror
but a reflection of my life
10/27/2005 6:40 pm
and cracked doth the mirror fall from flailing hand as body dies.For no reflection anymore does return your distant stare.|
10/28/2005 4:45 pm
A mirror is only a lifeless representation of oneself,|
be g8ful that life itself is not cold and that life contains beuaty that no mirror can capture.
life contains real beuaty while a mirror only gives a pale cold reflection of an image nothing more.
10/28/2005 5:09 pm