A Mirror of Time
In that crowded room; I looked deep into her eyes as she did unto mine,
There she stood in all her radiant beauty; a goddess in earthly form,
An image which drowned the crowd to oblivion; a state of non-existence,
Captivated I stood; my legs could run no more.
As our eyes looked on; there was a glimpse of recognition,
Of a time way back when; the start of creation,
A strange chill ran up my spine; which slowly spread throughout my being,
What was this strange feeling; who was this mystical being?
Why did my feet stop moving; paralysed I stood with no alternative at hand.
Where was the world I once lived in; where did it all go?
As the trembling subsided; slowly in time we settled in fine,
The more I gazed into her eyes; the deeper I was drawn,
To depths unknown; unto this time,
Our individual worlds ceased to exist; we could not resist,
Who was this lady; with the clear blue eyes.
In her eyes I saw many reflections; of times so long ago,
Of love and hurt, of joy and sorrow; the many dreams of yester-year,
At first it was far beyond my understanding; until I looked so much deeper,
It was then I realised; I was looking in a mirror at my own true self,
To the very core of my true being; masked until now,
Yes, she faithfully reflected; the very desires of my heart and Soul,
Built upon layers; through a river of time.
To some be it a soul mate; to others a twin flame,
To me she was a mirror; reflecting the totality of time,
Where good and bad, love and hurt; the yin and yang,
All truly one and the same; reflections of a Soul’s journey,
To a center of centers; a pure nirvana,
A universe within a universe; all within the course of time.
At this point in time; I clearly see,
Those clear blue eyes; like a sparkle in the clear big ocean,
She showed me my river; the river of time.