The Mirror Cracked


along I go
in the world that is
along I am
as the me I see

when comes unexpected unplanned
uncontrolled no escape
and suddenly I see
I am suddenly forced to see
this world I had been going in
had been not the world that is
but the world made by me
the world I had seen
was the me I had wanted to see

the mirror arose
and had looked at me
and the mirror cracked
my image of me

and I looked
and I saw
and I fell
and was stopped
and knew not what to do
with this turned out to be me

but now I wait
and judge less
it hurts still
but offers too

it was courage that looked
and it was learning that chose
it was was that cracked
it is next not yet