Spinning Mirrors

Through the doorway,
Creaking, under trembling hands.
A sight blowing by,
A vision blinding sight, 
As you tread through ceaseless colors.
Whirling wonders,
Luring, tempting, enticing,
Leaving you astray
From your heart’s path.
Ensnared in the wicked souls,
Reflections laughing, taunting,
The mirror image of you.
To see without seeing,
To close your eyes,
Feeling the path avail.
The rolling hills swaying once again,
To the steady rhythm of your heart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 8, 2011 at 4:19 PM
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