“Self Reflection”

The darkened night sky fell fast upon me
As I stood there, gazing down
At the reflection in the pond, wondering
Who was staring back at me?

The descending night playing tricks on the water
I could swear I saw an angel, with wings
And a halo, or was it a goddess
Reigning supreme, staring back at me?

It wasn't the me I see everyday
Nor even the one that I see in my mind
This was the me that everyone else sees
The one that to which I seem to be blind

Except for this moment of timeless
Recognition, the kind that will last
Til the next precognition
Of self

~*~
01/10/06


This poem won Second Place Award
in WOSIB's Literary Garden's
Jan'06 Poetry Challenge.


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