I Saw Time Through a Mirror

I saw time through a mirror.

It startled me as I peeked,

a sudden tremor of recognition

I thought I wasn't ready to meet.

I saw the eyes of my mother

staring back into her own,

tired, yet steady with quiet will ~

a smirk that said she'd grown.

How strange that a mirror reflects

with no mask, no disguise

not a polished or perfect illusion,

but the truth within our eyes.

The glass does not condemn us;

it carries what we've been,

the laughter, the sorrow, the trials ~

all the places we have seen.

Once I feared what waited,

the shadows meant for me,

but now I see the mirror holds

the proof that I endure.

To hide is not protection,

to turn away is loss ~

for every line upon my face

is a bridge that I have crossed.

So I claim what I have lived,

each mark, each shining scar ~

I face the mirror boldly,

and I know exactly who I am.

Living Two Lives

I walk this earth divided,

bound to chapters I never chose.

In one life,

iron chains drag across my spine,

pressing me lower,

step by shattered step.

My sight clouds,

my body groans,

each breath a burden I cannot set down.

But when sleep claims me,

I awaken elsewhere.

There, I rise unbroken ~

weightless, unbound.

I soar above horizons,

my eyes drinking miles of light.

I sing to the newborn Sun,

my voice a hymn of freedom,

my soul blazing tall.

Two lives ~

one suffocated in silence,

one burning in song.

And every dawn,

I wonder which of them

is truly mine.

Half a Heart

 Walking with half a heart ...

Who knows the reason why?

Did you pass me by 

without recognizing my face,

Or was I the one to blame?

Is this lifetime 

just not meant for us

to find each other once again?

Must souls drift endlessly

through lifetimes

without feeling each other's caress?

Every road I wander 

feels longer without you.

Every star I see 

reminds me of what's missing.

I'm endlessly walking

with half a heart,

searching for the other half ...

searching for you.

And if it takes a thousand years,

a thousand skies,

and every breath I have left,

I will not stop ...

not until my heart is whole again.

Let Me Go

If I made a mistake I can't undo,

Would you walk away or see me through?

If my weight is more than love can hold,

Would you keep me close ... or let me go?

I spoke the words I can’t unsay,
And watched your silence drift away.
A single spark, a shattered trust
What’s left of us now turns to dust.

I don’t want freedom dressed as goodbye,

And I won’t beg you with a lie.
If love has reached the end we know,
Then turn away ... and let me go.

The Long Game

You need to be rounded—
able to bend where others break,
to take a punch from every angle
and not mistake the hit for the end.

Life doesn’t strike from just one side;
It comes like weather—
turning, shifting, sudden—
And you must learn to dance with storms.

Keep turning—
not in circles, but in strength.
360 degrees of grace and grit—
a full revolution
for the long game.

The Silent Giver

They call me failure,

A shadow with nothing to show—

Not knowing the seeds I planted

In the gardens where they grow.

I gave what I had,

Each heartbeat, each breath,

Not for applause,

But to carry them past death.

I built their bridges

From the bones of my spine,

Lit their path forward

While I fell behind.

No trophies, no praise,

Just echoes that fade—

But their triumphs were born

From the price that I paid.

If only they saw

What I chose to release—

Not for my glory,

But to gift them peace.

Shadow

You are the shadow that follows me through every day—

with every turn I take,

and, most of all, with every fall,

you’re there.

I never asked for this,

and yet, you came.

You saw me—bent,

broken—

and chose to lend your strength.

Now,

I stand a little taller,

a little straighter,

and so much stronger—

because of you.

The wind no longer pushes me down;

it lifts me as I walk.

The crows no longer circle overhead;

they pass by,

never giving me a second glance.

And the ground—

it feels firm beneath my feet,

as if it carries me with quiet magic.

Funny, isn’t it?

To live in the company of a shadow

that feeds my every moment of light.

That’s what you are—

my shadow.

Not darkness,

but a lifeline

that keeps me standing.

Serendipitous

I caught a glimpse of you today.

A whisper in the wind made me turn and I instantly realized it was you.

The moment was lovely ~ sweetness overload. 

 Sometimes as I go through my days my mind stays totally focused.

I don’t let any thoughts enter, especially those of you.

I keep you locked up far in the back of my mind but today, today was different.

You appeared without forethought and magically brought sunshine into my heart.

Today was  purely serendipitous.

I miss you in my life.

The Secret

Beneath the comfortable lives of those who dwell in warm and cozy homes

lie the harsh realities of society. 

There is a common belief that if something is not visible, it does not exist.

It is all too easy for those who create the rules of the game called life

 to craft an illusion of utopia while suffering and poverty remain stark. 

We must remain vigilant against those who present us with fairytales on a golden platter 

and look beyond our comfort to see the reality around us.

Compassion for everyone in need should be our guide.

Reflections of Another Time

Reflections of another time echo in your eternal home.

Do you know that I'm here by your side, keeping you alive in my thoughts?

Please don't be frightened by my visit.

I'm only here to reminisce and feel your presence beside me.