From time to time I meditate
Upon the mirror’s purpose.
There is no sign to indicate
Why does life flow in circles…
The elder scrolls, that I perused,
With ancient hieroglyphics –
Forgotten, some of them reused
As ‘modern something’s’ prefix.
Reflection tells me – I am light,
My shadow tells me – darkness.
I wandered humbly through the night
So cold, pacific, heartless…
The agony within my mind
Cuts deep as a katana
The ‘maid of fortune’ to remind
Of costs to reach nirvana.
11.04.2018
Reflecting Inner Soul
© Copyright: Анна Грудинина Ли, 2018
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