Face of Just Being
I look into my mirror,
myself again, I face;
a look at my own being.
I wonder if other beings,
look at themselves in a mirror
and see their face or their souls.
When I need to fix my face,
I glance at my own being;
to admire my spirit in the mirror.
When I look, does the mirror
see both of my faces or
am I just a crazy being?
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2018
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