In the stillness of the glassy frame,
Lies a world both strange and known,
A silent realm where shadows play,
With truths and dreams overthrown.
Faces peer into the silvered sea,
Seeking answers, seeking peace,
A dance of light and shadow’s spree,
Where moments freeze and worries cease.
The mirror holds a thousand tales,
Of laughter, tears, and whispered fears,
Reflecting all that life unveils,
In its depths, both far and near.
Yet in its gaze, we find our way,
Through mirrored whispers, truth reveals,
A journey woven day by day,
In reflections, our spirit heals.