Tag: moving forward while watching behind
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A Hall of Mirrors
Recently, I compared my life to having lived in a hall of mirrors. There were mirrors that reflected me in beauty, shining. There were mirrors that reflected me as shriveled, dulled. Then it occurred to me they were the same mirrors. I meanwhile found a greeting card of a woman looking like an “air […]
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Midnight Maunderings
I never thought myself a leader Yet I have always been skipping out ahead Finding the way of the Wayshower. I venture outside at 3 a.m. To breathe night-ions Garnering the darkness In eager search of distant stars I fly no flags of bedsheet measure Only tiny banners of love Protected on my windowsill But […]