"Professor, what do you see when you look into the mirror?" "Me? I see a warm pair of socks"
What is your pair of socks?
Is it love?
Is it victory?
Is it joy?
Is it friends?
Is it family?
Or is it foe?
What do you see,
Say that my friend,
When you peek
In the mirror of Erised
I show not your face,
But your heart's true desire
Desire
Erised
Equals, but yet not the same,
For this magic mirror lacks of shame
To show what you want,
Just your deepest wish,
The path you will walk
Till you find what you seek.
Shall death give it to you?
Or shall future come through?
Is it ever enough
To live in your dreams
For not every desire
Will never come true.