i spent a great sum of money for a mirror at my home

it went from floor to ceiling and was framed in solid gold

and i would look into every morning and never felt like i seeing what was there

so i actually started everyday not feeling very secure

this went on for quite sometime and one day my wife met me at the door

she said, ” we are both getting older and time chisels away the skin, but i have found what is left is the essence of whom i am. At first it was unnerving, but over time i can see every kiss and every heartache, has left its mark on me. You and i have witnessed much sunshine and much pain but the core of what we fell in love with, to this day remains. So it matters very little what these old eyes see, if it is not preceded by what i have gathered along the way.”

Now i greet each morning with a different mind to see what secrets time will reveal when these old eyes look at me

it matters little how grand is the mirror i stand before, depends entirely, what i am looking for

the mirror is in my mind