Reflections
It’s a trick of the light, a flicker – First you’re lying in his arms…
Just a trick of the light, a flicker, and the tears are in his eyes.
Sometimes, our greatest fear is something we see in the mirror…
Today’s Prompt: What do you see in the mirror?
Reflections…a poem
Son and Brother
Husband and Father
Employee and Boss
Both Sinner and Saint
Believer and Charlatan
Faithful Follower or Phoney Fraud
Optimist, Pessimist and Realist
(Hey, I ordered a Cheeseburger).
Selfless servant and selfish oaf
Hopeless Romantic and bitter cynic
Inspired and insipid
Kind but cruel
Cares too much while caring too little
Hot tempered but cold blooded
Lost but Seeking
Lonely but Loved
Hero and Villain
All things I am – I see in the Mirror…just depends on the day
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So, yeah – a lot happened and I had to drive into the DC area to fix my computer so I could continue to work remotely – fun times.
“The mirror is there as a reminder that things are not always as they seem,” she said as she led the new recruits to the barracks. “You’ll learn to see that in time.”
“But isn’t the mirror a reflection of what is?”
She looked at the young man and he felt as if his IQ had dropped 10 points. “I mean …”
“Light plays tricks on us – we see what we want to see and we like the mirror that shows us the best image – warped, twisted things are sometimes easier on the eyes than reality.”
“So, you’re saying we see what we want to see?”
“We see what we want to see,” she agreed before adding, “until are trained to see past the image into what is.”
“How do you train for something like that?”
“It usually starts with walking into walls you didn’t know were there and goes from there.”
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