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Oct 2014
When I set outward
I use the mirror
for an external reflection.
The mirror only shows
what I am willing to reveal.
Neither approval nor disapproval.

When I turn inward
my soul, my real mirror,
it does not see,
it sees through...
My past, present and future.
Nothing to hide
yet no content to discuss.
A mirror that
does not reflect.
A mirror that
is not my reflection
in time and space.
A mirror that is
my pilgrimage
to the Divine...
Rupal
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Rupal  India
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