‘Perspective’
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Tell the future that’s all. . .
Don’t bother with the past
Or, what’s behind me. . .
Tell it vastly.
Tell me kindly.
Let’s speak of star-gates
or futuristic travels. . .
Or, the hues of flowers
that’re forever binding. . .
Tell it truthfully.
Tell it wisely.
Let’s speak of the vastness
of the cosmic happenings. . .
Tell it truthful. . .
Don’t be chiding. . .
Let's talk of the spells of cauldrons
That are never unraveled. . .
Or travelers of magic wondering. . .
Or, the travels of a mystic
lightening and thundering. . .
Mirror, mirror, on the wall. . .
Don’t bother with the past
Or, what’s unknown
Tell the future
Thus's all. . .
~fin~