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Echoes In The Mirror
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Soul Poetry Reflecting for a moment
my surroundings fade away
till all that remains
are memories
dancing like flickering flames
through my mind.
Scenes replay
bouncing off the mirror
of my soul
and display themselves
prominently
in my line of vision.
Infinite refractions
lie before me
echoing in and out
melding past and present
until only one blurred image
remains staring back at me
from the looking glass.
Mist that hung over
the visions
begins to clear.
Stretching out
my trembling hand,
I wipe away the foggy film
anxious to see where
the memories of my life
have taken me,
curious to the path
of where it all has led...
where it all ends.
An image is clear
and unmistakable.
It is I...
simply, I who looks back
at me from the mirror.
It all echoes back,
full circle
and my understanding is
so much more clear.
