THE MIRROR
It
is there
In
the darkness
Like
terror
Like
Time
Like
fire
Waiting
for you
To
touch it, hold it
The
mirror is
Take
it
See
if you can
See
yourself
In the circle
Of wood
In
the round glass
See
if you can locate
The messenger, the Self
Beyond
the mask, the mirage
The
metaphor
That is the memory
Of
the message
The
face of truth
The
eyes within the eyes
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