The mirror is a portal,
Transcendent into dimensions unfettered
What do you see when gleaming inward?

Is there an infinite?
Multi-versal syzygy
A confluence of you that rushes in ephemeral flashes
If you could pluck a version to replace,
Put you in theirs, and they will be in your space
Would you survive the peregrination?

If you could speak to the immutable pneuma
Basking in the effulgent warmth -
Would you listen to the many vestigial whispers
Allow the sum of you across the cosmos
To bolster the singularity?

Breathe deep,
Exhale the doubt
Rejoin the now
With a thousand selves
Armed to the teeth -
Bury disillusionment
And show them the profound
The immanence of self expanse
In every confident stride forward.