A soft light shined through the stained mirror,
The mirrors that were once shattered,
Their magic and reflection are long gone.
The light filled me with warmth,
And the mirror beside me reflected it.
My shadow had transformed into a graceful silver reindeer.
I followed it, but it went hollering by into the distance.
It didn't gather with the herd of its kind,
It sought neither validation nor company.
It galloped and galloped into the shadowy woods,
The woods that day whispered songs of reverence
For the silver reindeer,
Rarely seen, rarely found.
Hey there! Lovely reader, thanks for reading this poem.
Background to the poem?
This poem is inspired by the moment hope reached my heart after long struggles to live and the pain passed by. The shattered mirror that I was once, the wandering stag; that once I was, no longer walked beneath the shadows. After the trials, it found its place and taught me one thing: "Being your unique self is sufficient."
Never think your company would increase your value, the silver reindeer is part of every person's life when they get to know that they are the only person themselves who are sufficient to survive in the world without external reassurances.
always value your dear soul, dear reader.
Always.