The mirror reflects my Joy
Fears and temptations
The choices I made yesterday and last year
All the love I’ve given that was given back
In a decade, I cannot say who I will find.
But, if the earth is not flat, why would I be?
Am I growing up or into my own shoes?
In the mirror, I asked her that today and she laughed deeply and said:
Within all your faces lie more stories
than you will ever, ever see.