Looking Glass

Looking through the glass

and into another world

is Perspective

sitting on the ground

she stares at the pile of dying dreams

and cries

This life a pile

of crusty habits

my past through this glass

is seen so clearly

~

She’s a creation of clear glass

seen clearly

looking through the glass

and into another world

~

She stands tall

leaving behind cool

composed

reaching out her hand

to touch

the dream of green

and

the glory of purple

disconnection dissipates

Five foot steps

warmth and connection

she’s greeting you

Hope, is that really you?

she stands tall

shoulders backed by the walls

of conviction

No, is just not an option

how dare you give me less than your best

~

She’s a creation of clear glass

seen clearly

through the glass

and

stepping into another world

~

Diving into the unknown 

her cup overflowing with passion

a drop of compassion

and the bucket is filled

This time, she says,

 it’s my life!

with big eyes and small hands

she takes courage by the hand

and walks tall

~

She’s a creation of clear glass

seen clearly

and

walking in another world

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