I stand before you now…
I am here to greet you…
for as long as this eternity is…
I have failed to meet you
You look old
You seem wise
your gaze is distant
Can you meet my eyes?
We stare at the reflections, blinded by the truth in our eyes… the mirrored walls capture the pairs, the countless futures hidden behind so many eternal tears… Oh mirror, oh mother, oh sister, oh lover… where have you taken my sight, my future, my plight… when will it all seem right?
Where does thy gaze travel?
So far art thou eyes
Where does thy truth wander?
Over countless horizons, over infinite skies…
So I beseech thee to answer… can you meet my eyes… can you look into our future and see where it lies… for this is me as well as thee… for this sight is mine by any given rite… who are you to hold my life? Who are you, if not me by sight?
“I am that I am… I know for what you ask… but do you ponder the meanings of the answers? The burden is mine to bear, so perhaps it is this we share… for you seek not fortune, nor fame… you seek not pleasure, yet perhaps you seek pain… you myself are me through and through… do you think I would keep these things from you? Think before you speak… think before you seek… there is a reason I am old… you may not be willing to carry such a burden when one is given to you… so for now live and learn… for this is your part in me… this is our journey… remember to think before you seek…”
“The older I get, the more questions gather from my minds… “
She smiles… This is who she is… The reflection smiles back…
dear and divine…. inner beauty and wisdom poem..
mystery of mirror… horizontal axis reverses….that is the time scale ….of birth and death..the reason we get old… the vertical axis never changes….the dimension of eternity …the dimension of soul and mirror outside is to know your physical identity….mirror inside which form with oneness of two opposites soul transparent and body non transparent to realise the truth…. I am the I am…
She smiles… This is who she is… The reflection smiles back… smile to mile to milestone eternal..
I guess that the mind is the mirror and the world is an image of something more subtle.
“For now we see through a glass, darkly, but then face to face”
Mossy… Wondrous words my friend!
I hope that you are feeling better. It seems to me that you are writing just fine.
Lord, said David, since you do not need us,
why did you create these two worlds?
Reality replied: O prisoner of time,
I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity,
and I wished this treasure to be known,
so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart;
its darkened back, the world;
The back would please you if you’ve never seen the face.
This is so wonderful mossy! Thank you
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Amazing write…well done.
Thank you David! Welcome!
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