Time slides by
silent
unstoppable
Unforgiving as the power of tide
Yielding to no man
nor woman
nor child
The mirror tells a story
your story
of growth, and age, and decay
Cold glass reflects the eyes
but not the soul
enshrined behind the sagging flesh
Put self glory aside
Discard the looking glass
my beloved
For its vision is not mine
that of beauty radiant
the vibration
of your being
Beheld in the eyes of spirit
If the last mirror on earth
were shattered
then
never again
that false image
We will see our true wonder
As we look with yearning
into each other’s eyes
And see
our Love
reflected back
Illumined in passion and grace
piercing through the illusion
of sallow skin and
silver streaks
in hair now thin
Consummated joy in union
amongst the stars
For Eternity
This is beautiful. I’ve grown increasingly worried about mortality so this was very reassuring and appreciated. ❤
Thank you, I’m pleased you enjoyed it so much 🙂 It is easy to become concerned about mortality if we lose the rememberence that it is but a passing phase in a much greater existence. Everything that has a beginning has an end, except for our true selves which are eternal.
your poem is a beautiful truth, and reminds me in spirit of the short video ‘Hundreds of smiles’ (it’s by smilecalm on Youtube) 🙂
Thank you for your kind comment. I viewed the video you mentioned, lovely, thanks for sharing that with me 🙂
your very welcome, smiles are catching we never want a cure for that 🙂
beautiful…and so true..I think the mirrors actually need to become extinct for us to realize our self worth !
Thank you so much 🙂
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I felt tears well up as I read this. It’s beautiful! To be loved that way would be a great adventure 🙂
Thank you Leah, true love sees beyond the physical 🙂
Lovely Robert. Growing old filled with grace and inner light is a lot better that worrying about sagging skin and chronic ailments and regrets for past now lost 🙂
It sure is Val 🙂 The inner light lasts until the end and is the true beauty.