Mirror of Hearts

"One day, . . . I saw the sunset forty-four times! . . . You know—one loves the sunset, when one is so sad." Quote from The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Sky, mirror of our hearts, tries to hide her burning heart under water; The ocean heaves in empathy with tears of angst the colour of fire transforming, slowly, into lava. Sky, mirror of our hearts.. Roses fall from her cheeks spreading over pages of transparency to turn her boundless looking-glass into a sea of fiery roses that will soon be devoured by the charcoal of the night. Sky, mirror of our hearts, waits for the serene moon to veil her smouldered cheeks with gleams of composed silver. Sky, mirror of our hearts that will forever lurk within us, at twilight, hides her blushing sun until she re-learns to rise from the ashes and recommence weaving hope . . .