I stand before myself looking into a mirror

My blue eyes stare into the same of my reflection

The eyes in the mirror are accusing the eyes that are me

The face that is my reflection, is who I am

Not whom I thought I was



I want to step into the mirror like Alice

But I don't think I would find the answers there

She never did, she wandered, had great adventures

And ended up back at home, I don't want to end up back here

I want to travel beyond



I reach my hand toward the mirror

Inviting my reflection to join me out here

In the world that is large, cold and scary

Then maybe I wouldn't feel so alone

But my reflection refuses to leave the mirror



It is my journey; I can't share it with anyone right now

I must fly through it alone, to seek the truth

That is my life, my purpose, my reason for living

I ask my reflection, what if my wings get tired?

I answer to myself, rest



I turn my back on my reflection, as it turns its back on me

As I leave, so does my reflection

I go into the sunlight, and there is my shadow

Following behind me as I take each step

As I fly toward the clouds, I see it larger than life on the ground.

A poem by Tammy� 2001

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