Mirrors flip a picture

Show you warped, but nigh to true

A glimpse of you thru shallow fissures

Your resemblance seen anew

Tho light is sparsely scattered
o’er nought but space confounded

And these windows hold no light to shine their own
Utility and grace abounded

Whence the mirror image shown


Yet in the company, akin

Of mirrors against mirrors

There is infinity within

Til something else comes nearer



Such beauty lost to fleeting things

Of beings fettered to this land

Yet in their company it brings

A vortex ever to expand