Have you ever stood in a hall of mirrors
where a limited space contains eternity?
An alternating image of back, front, and side apears
One person cloned, an endless shimmering paternity
Universal laws shattered by glass
Time is splintered here,
One stir, a million immediate images pass
to infinity, not just one light year
The law of conservation defying,
unbounded alteration with no expended force
One sparkle instantaneously multiplying
glimmering stars in an expanding universe
One smile turns into limitless grins,
with no energy expended
Interminable falseness begins,
reversed, to the end of space extended
Images, none and all are real
but all the same, no individuality
They all have identical appeal
Each fault multiplied in its decending plurality
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: May 8th, 2023 06:33
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Comments4
Brilliant!
(one moment of reflection
as a multiplicative inducement
to formulate
our refracted hope's, within
lightning
in midsummer, lunch hour
a spark
dissonance crazed hair, as our
self-worth's, Phoenix flower
'One sparkle instantaneously multiplying
glimmering stars in an expanding universe
One smile turns into limitless grins,
with no energy expended'
just, One
helpful hand, kind gesture
or relatable empathy
worded irresistibly, majestic
just, One)
Thanks L.B. glad to see that you saw the image in the title. Just one more reflected thought.
Incredibly written!
"Universal laws shattered by glass"
"One smile turns into limitless grins,
with no energy expended"
An exquisite blend of raw emotion and the beauty of science.
Thank you sophin for your most generous comment.
Glad to see you saw the image in the title. I hope that this is no reflection on me. Appreciate the review L.B.
The hall of mirrors contains so many iterations of ourselves, layer upon layer, which one is who we really are, or is it perhaps who we really become. This is a feast for the mind dear poet.
Thank you Bella, your review and comments are so valued. Yes we are many layers and often we reflect on these images.
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