From the mirror on the wall,
Echoing my whispered call,
Two black eyes keep watching me
Analyzing thoroughly:
“Close your eyes and turn within
Search in corners that have been
Long ignored and let anew
The sought answer come to you.
Do you see your inner child
Looking up to you with pride,
Handing over carefully
The one thing you need to see?
Let them tell you of their dream,
And ignite what ones has been
The fire within your soul
And the reason you were born.”
db Littera 