Mirrors
Who is it?
I don’t know
Can’t see it clear
Doesn’t say anything
Everyday, the same
Hey, look, I saw something
What?
It flashed for a moment
For a moment
It is someone
It was someone
No, it is.
It was.
What do you see?
It’s a bubble
Shining with our magnificent seven
I’m shining.
Hmm…I used to.
Look, I see it again
What?
It’s a peacock
Dancing in the wild
I’m dancing
Yes, I did.
It flashes again
What?
It’s a marble
Rolling forever
I’m rolling
Yes, I did…no more, though.
But why? I can
Only for a moment
Yes, but still.
Oh yes, but still, you can.
And I could, once.
Once, when
It shone….I shone
It danced…I danced
It rolled…I rolled
It did…I did
So much more…so much more
For moments…for moments.
It’s flashing now.
What? So now you can. But I can’t?
It’s too bright
But it’s cold
I haven’t seen it before
What is it?
It’s a closet
A key just unlocked it
What’s in it?
Something too bright…and cold
Different from the shining, the dancing, the rolling
Haven’t seen it before.
Something beyond the reflection….I can’t see
Does it speak?
It does
It says, “Look beyond”
What is it?
What is it?
You can’t. I can’t.
Only the closet
Nothing beyond.
The bubble
The peacock
The marble
All reflections
It’s the closet
Beyond the reflections
It is way beyond
Yes, it is way beyond
Keep looking
Keep looking
Someday, you will
Someday, I will.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment