Destined And Fate

3. Reflection

I look into the mirror's stares
A pale reflection looks back at me.

Bright trees with deep roots
And high vines outside crackle in my ears as they grow.

Sunshine blares through my window.
Your likeness reflects in the mirror, the one on my wall.

Ropes tie me to the glass to look at her
I see how long the shadow lived in that stare
And there was no light to remove the shade.

She smiled while listening to melodious Songs of Old that soothe her ears,
With a slowed rocking of head and hummed tune.

Beautiful dark pools ĺshe held
Everything they wanted she received
And people came to see and admire.

But we were not a play
We never knew why they wanted to watch All they see is her and not me.

They're sharp smiles are daggers eyes
My love of kin are hands choking me
They hold for dear life- and they smile still.

Until the time comes when they go
They tire of wishing us well
I will be here getting to know the one who looks back at me.

By A. Gordon