Reflecting through
Sometimes I feel like I can see through myself,
viewing the sites through a windows pane.
Transparently my reflection with no solid wealth,
looking back at me and my double focus strain.
The puddle reflects a mirrors reversed view,
the mirror injects another one of me to see.
An old picture captures a past image so true,
this windows image I see straight through me.
Each view tricks, confuses, and even calms my mind,
allows me the moments needed to reflect on view.
There are always new things in a refection to find,
seeing through myself is something I forward look to.