The Mirror

I see your face

mirrored by physics’ logic

a beam of light breaks through the glass

reflecting on its way back

an image of you.

What I see

physics may explain

what lies behind

stays invisible

for those who do not feel

i see your broken soul

mirrored by the soft sadness in your eyes

by the tension of your smiling cheeks

by the nervousness of your hands

trying desperately to hold on

not let go

what’s left still

it is visible

for those who really care

I see the hope of love and life

mirrored by the ones watching you

a loving hand reaches out

to simply hold

your cry bold

a pair of lips gives you

a silent soothing

it is to be heard

for those who listen carefully