Do you know what you’d see in a broken mirror?
A different view from each piece that calls itself whole
You’d see a thousand stories begging to be told
Each prosed on the jagged faces of scattered souls
Warring against the sight you were meant to behold
You’d see cunning wiles amongst the broken bits
A faithful few whose light would sing your praise
Would sing a broken tune and would all your truth belie
And a piece on which no flaw could hold a gaze
Is but a piece of you no more than meets the eye
So why probe on bended knees and battered hands
Why strain with reddened eyes and hopeful plea
Through scattered shards of a shattered view
In hopes of sunken dreams that should never be
For but a tattered guise that was never true
You’ll find no peace in pieces of your truth
In pieces once part of a whole before the fall
The perfect whole in whose light you were made
A light that crowns the true you fairest of all
And the only you that need ever be portrayed
Within a broken mirror lies a broken world
Of broken dreams it seems, and a broken you
So flee from all that would see your light misplaced
And shut your eyes against every mangled view
Even if the lies for a time are sweet to taste
Because within a broken mirror you’d see everything
Everything but you.
May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 4:15 AM UTC
Do you know what you’d see in a broken mirror?
A different view from each piece that calls itself whole
You’d see a thousand stories begging to be told
Each prosed on the jagged faces of scattered souls
Warring against the sight you were meant to behold
You’d see cunning wiles amongst the broken bits
A faithful few whose light would sing your praise
Would sing a broken tune and would all your truth belie
And a piece on which no flaw could hold a gaze
Is but a piece of you no more than meets the eye
So why probe on bended knees and battered hands
Why strain with reddened eyes and hopeful plea
Through scattered shards of a shattered view
In hopes of sunken dreams that should never be
For but a tattered guise that was never true
You’ll find no peace in pieces of your truth
In pieces once part of a whole before the fall
The perfect whole in whose light you were made
A light that crowns the true you fairest of all
And the only you that need ever be portrayed
Within a broken mirror lies a broken world
Of broken dreams it seems, and a broken you
So flee from all that would see your light misplaced
And shut your eyes against every mangled view
Even if the lies for a time are sweet to taste
Because within a broken mirror you’d see everything
Everything but you.
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