She thought she was your mirror,
reflecting the light behind your irides
–the thoughts you don’t share.
She thought you would see
those golden afternoon rays of light
transmuting your worries into magic.
She wanted to be the mirror
that let you see through
the winter and darkness;
the one that showed your kindness,
the beauty that scares you,
the strength you ignored,
the spring and the dawn
–the warmth you thought lost.
She was the mirror
you refused to look at.
_____Adriana Citlali
XXVII-XI-MMXIII
Today I listened several times to the beautiful and sweet song “I’ll be your mirror“ by The Velvet Underground & Nico. It always makes me think of true love, because the mirror is aimed at showing the second person behind their own insecurities, fears,… On the other hand, I often wonder if the reflexion sent by the mirror is true to the soul of the reflected one, or if it is what the person-mirror wants to see.
Love, love, love that song! It has been the inspiration behind one or two poems I’ve written as well.
Beautifully written, Adriana. 🙂
Late thank you, David!
I have been trying to find your “your mirror”-inspired poems. Let me know if/where they are published.
Sorry its taken so long. I just noticed your reply. Here is the link to my poem: http://decumminspoetry.wordpress.com/2012/03/10/ill-be-your-mirror/
Hope you enjoy it. 🙂
Thanks! … heading to read it.
How evocative. For some reason my mind went almost immediately to that of a survivor of a loved one who has taken their own life. Perhaps this is telling me to call a friend who lost her daughter that way.
I feel for your friend. Tragic story. I am sure your call will be appreciated.
Powerful final couplet. One I will remember for sure.