What is more sad
than happiness within an illusion
when each step is but a stumble
each breath only a choke
And what’s more cold
than flames at the other side of mirror
There
behind a frozen glass
where hands can not reach
What is more insane
than a soul in search for answers
thrown deep down
to the unpromising whirl of amazement and lie
And what is more dark
than light
The light beyond hope
***
© Eclipse 2012
I think we can often look to the reflection for answers…. I often wonder if we could but reach inside the glass.. What our reflection would truly say.. and what they saw from their side..
a wonderful poem Eclipse.. ~Sue with much love..
This is so deeply touching; I can relate to that emotion (though hope never dies). Extraordinary!
What is more beautiful
than words coming from a sweet soul,
when the pen and the paper
sit speechless, honoring the indigo
dripping from a finest heart!
Once again, a great poem!