In the mirror’s gleaming face, I see
A world of truths and mysteries.
It tells a tale of who I am,
Of dreams and fears within its span.

The glass reflects, but deeper still,
It shows the heart, the mind, the will.
Echoes of the past and now,
In silent whispers, it avows.

With every glance, a story’s told,
Of youth and age, of brave and bold.
The mirror holds the secret key,
To worlds unseen, to depths of me.

So gaze into the mirrored light,
Embrace the day, embrace the night.
For in the glass, both near and far,
We find out who we truly are.