mirrors talk

Mirrors, we are objects of reflection,

A source of truth, with no discretion.

We show the world, a faithful view,

Of all that is, and all that's true.

We are silent speakers, with voices untold,

Revealing secrets, that never grow old.

From the lines on our face, to the clothes we wear,

We show it all, without a single care.

We are messengers of beauty and grace,

Enhancing features, in a stunning space.

We reveal the glow and the radiance bright,

Of the light that shines, within all sight.

But sometimes we can be harsh, and unkind,

Showing flaws, and the scars that bind.

Yet even then, we offer a choice,

To change the reflection, and find one's voice.

For in our depths, lies a deeper truth,

A lesson learned, in a fleeting booth.

That we are all, more than what we seem,

And in the end, it's love that gleams.

So embrace the mirrors, with open hearts,

And see beyond the external parts.

For they show us more, than just a face,

And reflect the soul, with timeless grace.