Sunday, July 6, 2008

Reflections Nov 20, 2006

The looking glass;
Shows my image in reverse;
It starts the mind thinking;
Does world see me inverted as well

When I touch my left cheek;
You touch your right;
I am not inverting;
Then why are you?

Big clean glass walls;
Reflecting images that are passing;
I catch myself in motion;
And stop stunned for a moment

Is that really who I am;
Is there more to me;
Than your eyes can see;
More than moving pictures

This mind is tricky;
The eyes more so;
All images are merely;
Light’s reflections forming

I look into the looking glass;
I see my left as my right;
Reversed and inverted;
This is I

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