These waters, like reflected glass
Lift my soul high above,
showing a face, I must learn to love.
I cannot pass, this reflected face,
that shines so bright, with silver lace.
The water I see, like reflected glass
shows only reflection, which I cannot pass
It is I…the only one, who passes myself thru.
Gaining freedom by the power of "two".
The water promises, to carry my heart anew.
Reflecting a vision, that only I know, as true.
These waters ... like reflected glass
show me a face, I cannot pass
My face to the side, with ears open wide;
listening for words, that are soooo deep inside.
Water... show me the face, my mind knows to be ....
letting my heart, embrace that part ... of me.
Owning and knowing all these parts I see,
authentic vision, begins reflecting back at me.
Journeys of the past, these waters show;
beyond my face, into the depths below.
Into the waters of heart, of mind.....
my soul is ready, to own whats mine.
To the darkest depths, beyond what eyes can see,
I find my life, inside this drowning sea.
By the love of my soul, the "lifejacket" of me;
I reach the surface, and finally breathe.
With reflected waters to the side of me ...
I no longer stop and decide which face to be.;
within these currents, my reflections FREE.
I am reflection, that reflects within...
no longer reflecting, whats above the skin.
I have come to these waters ... of Reflected Glass
to heal my soul … so that I ........... may pass.

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