Reflection

i've left the past behind, and this is VERY brief description of how i did it

i was lost

 but now i can be found 

 in the land of "sweet and sound" 

on my journey to 

far far away, the new prim

moved in and is here to stay

of what i learned and saw

this i will say: that through my mirror

i saw a face...

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a beautiful figure clad in white

who smiled a smile of mirth and light

and danced with the stars with the moon in sight

the stare i gave her she returned

and my demons, how they yearned!

to have that boundless radiance earned

her lips were like a newborn rose

eyes as mighty as Yeats's prose

that could pierce even the greatest foes

and when she spoke to me she told

of heroines great in times of old

and said that my heart had turned cold

 

and at those very defining words

my demons fled and i heard

this angle proclaim that i was cured

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that very night i left my cave

my former master, now my slave

my life's path i could finally pave

and the angle in my mirror

vowed to mend with those most dear

i still can find her in my tears

she reminds me of my cause

leads me from who i was*

and accepts my human flaws

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to a land of ice and snow

did my former person go

these seeds of happiness i will sow

and you, dear reader, now you know

that if you're ever feeling lost

please know that there is little cost

in letting the sun melt away the frost

Author's Note

*i've fond that the word 'was' is pronounced differently depending on dialect. i decided that, for the sake of rhyme, if this poem is read aloud it should sound sort of like 'jaws'. sorry for any confusion :)

**i didn't meet a real angle, sorry to disappoint. who i saw in the mirror was my ideal self.