I looked into the smooth mirror of the lake what did I see?
In the reflection starring back at me, I had seen a child wanting to be free.
Of the insecurities held deep inside trying to destroy me.
A small seed created to bloom and when watered and cared for
will grow, bloom, and blossom into the flower one is to be.
In the ripples to the edge of the lakes, shore soft whispers
of my spirit came back to me as I cast the thoughts to the reflection.
I am always searching and seeking the one I call me the child.
I need to love and to give, needed to be beloved that is I.
Fragile image of the one who makes up the one I call me.
I reached for the reflection as it reached back to me in that
instant we both knew we would be forever friends that last
forever lifting each other high into one spirit.
We will touch the
Friends that would always say its all right never asking
Two joined searching the vastness of this life together.
I looked into the mirror reflection what did I see?
I seen and found me.
Peggy Bertrand Copyright-2006
Copyright © Peggy Bertrand | Year Posted 2007
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