The Mirror

Who is this person I see in the mirror?

Not me.

He looks healthy and content.

No hint of the aches and pains

Of continued existence,

The failing hearing and heart

That bring their own doubts and uncertainties.

I say the mirror lies,

But it reflects the exterior shell,

So other people don’t see

What I know to be true.

If there were a true mirror,

It would show the whole truth,

But could we live with that?

What if it were to show emotions too?

The failings of our history?

Others would look at us in such a mirror,

And discover what we really are.

More importantly, we couldn’t fool ourselves

With convenient excuses,

And our own lies,

Created so we can live with ourselves.

Or would that mirror also lie?

Show just a veneer of our lives?

And would we look in such a mirror and say,

Who is this person I see in the mirror?

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Paul Waring

Thu 22nd Dec 2016 13:03

Trevor, I really enjoyed this. It made me think about narcissism, and how easily we could be deceived by what we see in a mirror but you depict so well the warts-and-all reality of knowing ourselves. Great stuff!

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 14th Dec 2016 14:51

Something in these lines brings to mind the lyric of the song
"The Man in The Looking Glass" on the superb Sinatra disc
"September of My Years". In a sense, we see ourselves
distorted in the mirrored reflection while a daily view is
no bad thing as it allows us to adjust to changes without
really realising they have occurred - albeit wondering
why long separations bring unexpected changes in others!
Personally, I prefer checking that portrait I keep in the attic!! 😃

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