Disappointment comes unexpectedly, a crack in a mirror you thought wouldn’t shatter. We race to pick up the shattered shards, grasping in the dark.
The search is painful.
But sometimes, when we dare to face their blinding light, we realise they can be merged into a stronger mirror.
Reinforced glass has great strength.
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The looking glass
Throws light that blinds
Searching eyes–
Only soften
Glass on hand-
Touchable-
When we seek to mend.
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They cannot close–
Deep disjointed rifts
Forever parted
Scattered in pieces
An endless quest
In unlit corners.
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The looking glass
Throws light that blinds
Searching eyes–
Only soften
Glass on hand-
Touchable-
When we seek to mend.
🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧
A wondrous mosaic
Against a pressing wall–
But the glass shines—
Its jagged forms gleam-
Combined.
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