A Wilderness of Mirrors
Sometimes it seems as if life is a wilderness of mirrors,
the mirror being how you appear in someone's eyes
I can tell when someone just doesn't get me and has
no desire to get to know me better, it shows in their eyes,
but I can also tell when I connect with someone and the
reflection of myself that I see in their eyes is the best me
I wish that I could always be the best me, but as a human,
I have my failings and make mistakes and then, I see
someone studying me closely, looking at their reflection
in MY eyes and I will show a kind reflection because that is
who I am. The wilderness of life has all kinds of mirrors,
but the most unkind reflections come from unkind people.
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