Pause

The child becomes the man
and,
the man carries the child.

The future becomes the now
and,
the now grips onto yesterday.

The moment grows into a life
and,
the life unravels in a moment.

The end just another beginning
and
the beginning simply an ending.

The pursuits we sacrifice for
and,
the sacrifices we will pay for.

The pause that creates a bridge
and,
the bridge that forges new ways.

Mirror

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Who are you, walking down this hall?
You say it’s you, but all I see is me.
Tell me, what’s real and what’s mimicry.

Was it you I saw a thousand times?
Or simply my reflection, silent mimes?
You say it’s you, but all I see is me.
Escaping shattered glass, I am free.

I see the puppet on a silver string.
You pull the cords and make it sing.
You say it’s me, but all I see is you.
A puppet master without a clue.

Did you see me walk away?
Were you too busy directing a play?
You say it’s me, but all I see is you.
Reflected in the performance you construe.