Or in-fact — is this all there is?
photo by: G-Crew
Here
I see a glass reflected
in a puddle
on the ground
it appears
it is right here
and at the same time
down there
underneath
but
is that glass here
with me
or is it in the other
a mirrored reality
where I cannot be
or too
am I also in the other
is there another
who is also
me
down there
or elsewhere
seeing what I see
inverted
in a place
to which I cannot go
but only catch a glimpse
caught in a reflection
but if there is another me
which can I
authentic be
I feel my mind wander
wondering about this
about this entity
that I call
me
when another
tells you of yourself
you’re shown the dance they see
your outward choreography
but they tell you naught
of the music
that rings true
in your mind
in your soul
that leads and drives
your steps
to this inward dance
they’re blind
in their eyes
you are shown your reflection
they see not the light
that shines inside
that illuminates your soul
are we the I that we know
the self that we so treasure
or are we in fact the other
the one the others measure
for if the valid I
be the one
that is most outwardly known
then we are in fact that I
the one to ourselves not shown
for surely when compared
the majority story shared
is of the outward other
the one seen by the others
and so we live our life
cloistered in our other
the one that is
our own
and live this life alone
even when by many known
for the I
that’s outward shown
is the I
that’s not our own
but it is the I
that impacts
all those we’ve known
think on this
let your mind be blown
above it all
let your love be grown
image by René Magritte
hmmm…
I wonder so
about reflections
introspections
contradictions
about puddles
mirrors
shiny windows
…and even chrome
what is it in these
that I see
a door
to even more
perhaps a window too
to another me
to another you
in another home
where we also live
another life
both unaware
are we there
alone
…or has this been
all there is
if it is so
let us sing!
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rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: The Sunday Muse
~ music for the mind & soul ~