In an otherwise empty building,
One lighted window.
Pot plants, and maybe someone standing
Beyond the curtain.
I can see buildings in the moonlit water,
A lake behind trees,
A tree behind glass,
Glass behind me,
A picture of myself.
My bardic table 
Reflected on itself.
If I see four truths in one picture,
How many could there be?

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