Mirror by Keith Mortimer Clancy

MIRROR
by Keith Mortimer Clancy

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Today,....I feel small
And locked out from my own love,
Every day I suffer but,
Strange as it seems I know,
My love lives more pure inside than ever,

I may be locked out of the garden so,
I shall spend my time ......
Inventing the smells,
Inventing the colours,
Inventing my own sounds of water running
I shall make and need my heart to reopen so much,
That such longing itself shall be my suffice

I shall spen this time thinking
Of those like me with closed hearts
I shall want always for them to join me,
In smashing down these gates which have barred all lovely,
People from the Gardens.

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
What advice have you, for us all?