Enamored of the Mirror Glass🪞
Enamoured of the mirror glass,
Bewitched as listless hours pass,
Perusing all my secret soul,
Such beauty to extol!
Ephemeral and crystal clear,
Such pulchritude in slick veneer,
My hidden deeps in fine display,
A balm unto dismay.
Memories in hidden vaults,
Impervious to time’s assaults,
Tis marvellous thy ghostly glint,
An otherworldly tint.
Ye, the keeper of the past,
The guardian of treasures vast,
My wanderings in fleshly dreams,
Reflected in thy beams.
My infancy in distant glow,
The shades of youth thy rays bestow,
The tracts of time just like a well,
A mesmerising spell.
Sights and sounds thy glass propounds,
A sojourn into hallowed grounds,
The secrets of the past awake,
Upon thy gentle lake.
Everything I have to bear,
Resplendent in thy steely stare,
The shades of sorrow that I wear,
My worries and my care.
Happiness and laughter too,
Arise within thy comely view,
The ambit of my life inside,
To thee I do confide!
Thy faithfulness is perfect, pure,
Extended with such soft allure,
As here I lie outstretched demure,
Thy counsel is my cure!
Such sweet perfection in thine eyes,
My innermost thy face espies,
Thy virtue like a precious prize,
Thy visage endless wise.
adamdaniel 