The Great Mirror Poem by Sheldon Moore
The Great Mirror
I can still fill the sky
With fluffy white dreams
Flood a swirling river
With ideas and schemes
I can sense pure emotion
From the restless sea
Tell what is ailing
The great elm tree
I can look at the Moon
While he peers my soul
Catch stars in flight
See the Sun take it’s toll
But in the great mirror
Hanging on the wall
When I see myself
I see nothing at all
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