THE MIRROR OF TIME                                                                    

 

I step to the mirror, see the reflection

Younger than before

When I step away

It is gone

 

Yet I remain in all my joy and pain

I look at my hands and understand

Only the reflection

Nothing has vanished

 

A day is born

I step away

And it is gone

I now know

 

Only the reflection

Nothing has vanished

I step back to the mirror

And am younger than before

 

I look behind and see the crowds

And wonder – what do they see

Maybe it is a giant hoax

The world plays on me

 

If so, it is a long game

I play without haste

But I remain in wonder

At the beauty of your face

 

I step to the mirror in low light

And see the reflection young

I pause, put finger to my tongue

And then begin to write

 

“Know as you read these words

You live within me

Your image dances in front of me – yesterday, today and tomorrow

But I am too young now

 

 

Through the eyes of a child I see

The world’s great mistake

Assigning importance

To things that do not matter

 

What is truly important, I now know

 

Moist hesitant lips

A deer running in new snow

Round and rhythmic hips

Dancing low and slow

 

A sunset over mountain and sea

A fire on the beach

These I freely offer

Just do not look for me

 

I know I can only be trusted to hold

That which grows within my soul

This garden - takes all of my time now

So with moist eyes and a low bow

 

I offer all that I hold dear

Love, light and happiness

And final words

Whispered in your ear

 

To thee,

 

Love me”