A Daily Poem by Sarnia de la Mare #poem #poetry #lyrics
Duality She stared at me, From the sharpness of the mirror. Eyes black, saddened by a life of cruel turns. Her edges were blurred by the echoes of herself. The reflection reached out begging to be touched to be held as a mother would hold. Always there. These eyes! following her everywhere she went. A shadowed face that wasn't quite her own. One line cuts through the center of everything, she mused. A boundary where light and darkness merge and pull apart. Where truth whispers in riddles to its opposite. Between the black and the white, a world unfolds where form distorts. but meaning deepens. Where each angle is a doorway to another unseen reality. Each half of her held a piece of the whole, a figure drawn to both sides a singularity caught in the paradox of existing everywhere and nowhere all at once. Two faces, one gaze a dance in contrast, a secret held in the delicate balance of what is what was and what might be © 2024 Sarnia de la Mare Portrait of a Woman on Brown Paper $21,...
