In the quiet whisper behind two eyes
Distant memories drift slowly by.
Shadows ply the illuminated space.
Nothing screams like a dream in your face.
Remembering on past the current time,
Thoughts they congeal into words passing by.
Memories they fly to the ethereal sky.
A chance passing flows very fast through your mind.
Reflections flash by; you find them complete.
Settling down, you think on your feet.
Lost in the meaning and caught in the breeze,
The mirror casts back all the truth that you need.