My Three Mirrors
My Three Mirrors
Why is the World so obsessed with obscenity?
While we start searching for our true identity;
An old mirror reflects, only part of the past;
Present has come and past no longer will last.
A second mirror with the present now is here;
On third mirror will be future close and near
Waiting for the present to finally pass by;
On all three combined shall start to rely.
Mirrors are Father, Son and the Holy Ghost,
And what I prefer about all of them the most
Is when balanced in our lives all three will be,
From sin and misery surely will set us free.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Inspired by Eve Roper Mirror poem.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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