In the stillness of the glass, I see,
A world within, reflecting me.
Silent whispers, truths unfold,
Stories of the young and old.

The surface smooth, like tranquil seas,
Holds secrets of our mysteries.
Each glance, a fleeting moment caught,
A silent witness to every thought.

In shadows deep and light so bright,
Mirror captures day and night.
It shows the past, the present, near,
And hints of futures, ever clear.

So here I stand, in front of thee,
Mirror, mirror, reflecting me.
With every look, I come to find,
The endless depths within my mind.