#WritcoPoemPrompt53
A silver mirror kept in my room,
showcasing everything in an impartial way,
It lits everything with it's silver gloom,
when it gets hit by the golden sunray...
I saw a reflection
Pale and sad,
What happened to you?
I know not-
talking to oneself..
Looking upon ..
I saw the fear and weakness..
I forgot the beautiful Sunray..
the clouds and birds and lives..

The wind caress the hair and made me turn around to the windows
and I saw the art..
the crimson painted sky canvassing the divinity...

It made me realize beauty..
life and love...

Live in present
breathe in..
© prana