In the Mirror

Photo credit: patternity.co.uk Hope. The secret ingredient of strength.

Looming shadows of the subconscious cast a dull and steady ache. A mind consumed by the memories dancing in the depths. The light flickers and fades. Bending beneath the weight of strained expectations, weariness encumbering what once was strong. She can not loner hold on. Falling from grasp the splintering cracks sheer through the guise of an unfamiliar reflection; sending glinting shards of past and present cutting deep as the future ensues. What is left in the shattered disarray? Hope. The vision no longer held in the confines of human existence the glow illuminates the shimmering fragments as memories morph into dreams. Cut from within the ties that betide are severed. Embracing the evanescence, the beauty of transformation, movement and dancing enliven the dampened spirit. Hope is alive, liberation sings, as she smiles from the inside out.

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Hope gives strength. How true. Without it we are lost. A complex piece of work with a simple message at its heart. Never stop believing. Nicely written.

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WOW!!! Yours poems are just amazing to read, they always take me to a new world where life meets the unknown beauties of the world....Wonderful words and there is a lovely message hidden in the poem....Great work mate....Full ratings.....God bless you....