Through the Looking Glass
You look to silver
And behold!
Everything is upside down
Thus your eyes wander
That smooth, pale surface
That opal sheen
Where do we come from?
Why are we here?
What are the reasons that we feel fear?
Anger, hope and Joy
A feeling piercing into my heart
Like a thousand arrows
Or a deep plunge into blue
As you fall into blackness
Suddenly your world is a pearly gray
Full of smoke and charcoal shadows
And suddenly you come
Back to the earth
You feel the soft sand
You feel the ashes in the hearth
And all those pieces of memory
Come together in that mirror
Your soul is in the others hands
And he's ripping it apart
Your heart; its falling to the ground
He's dropped it
And you are left
To pick up pieces of your heart of glass
Just like through the looking glass