Reflections

Have you ever stood in a hall of mirrors 

where a limited space contains eternity? 

An alternating image of back, front, and side apears

One person cloned, an endless shimmering paternity

Universal laws shattered by glass 

Time is splintered here, 

One stir, a million immediate images pass

to infinity, not just one light year

The law of conservation defying, 

unbounded alteration with no expended force

One sparkle instantaneously multiplying

glimmering stars in an expanding universe

One smile turns into limitless grins,

with no energy expended

Interminable falseness begins,

reversed, to the end of space extended

Images, none and all are real

but all the same, no individuality

They all have identical appeal

Each fault multiplied in its decending plurality

Reviews

[Neville]

Have you ever stood in a hall of mirrors where a limited space contains eternity? .. If you can think it, capture it and write it down quick .. then welcome to my world, I hope you can stay awhile .. Neville

[Ladysue]

Soren, the title and then your first verse drew me in and the rest of this thought provoking poem didn’t disappoint. It sent my thoughts in many directions and that’s a wonderful thing. A profound write.

[Soren]

Thank you so much for your review and most generous words of encouragement.

[willweb]

I guess if someone likes you in the hall of mirrors there could be 100 of you to like but if someone dislikes you, there is only one to dislike and 99 images that only make it worse. Definitely a thought provoker my friend.

[Soren]

What a great thought that had not occurred to me Will. Thanks so much for the review and reflective comment.

[Lisasview]

Such a clever ~ deep..rich poem...
So many thoughts came to mind as I read your words and still linger...
Lisa, in Spain

[Soren]

Thank you Lisa for you most generous words. At times thoughts occur to me that I just have to put down and this was one of those situations.

[Lisasview]

You are so welcome...I love it when that happens to me...people call it my muse...I think you might like My Father or even Awaken..a couple of my recent poems.

[Ken Simm.]

Descending plurality. I knew an artist once who said he dealt with plural enegies. That is what I feel in this tremdous poem. Such a structure.

[Soren]

Thanks Ken, I appreciate the review and comment. Yes passing thoughts serve as muses at times.