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 The Looking Glass



Does the glazing of the mirror reflect the sunset?
A folded place of warmth where they once met
Riding thru the country; the olde worlde cabriolet
Reading poets of olden days; things one can't forget

Wistfully peeping, behind reflection's misty vale
To a little country cabin beside a mountain trail
Watching timeless barriers weave smiles into the tale
They step through the mirror, beyond the magic veil

Amid the yellow sun, upon fair green hills of time
You spoke as a shadow, in winter's coldest clime
Your milky-white sunrise, endless and sublime
Once upon a memory, now silent is the chime

Twined in wisps of green, stands a mirror all alone
In a world draped in blueprints; everyone a clone
She'll step into the mirror, with reflections of her own
Once inside the looking glass, reality will be gone

 
le miroir

April 02, 2010

 





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