Eye to Eye
In the mirror's depths
My other self is waiting.
Come to me, you who are
Imprisoned by glass
And obscured by cultural shame.
Come out and speak the truth.
We will look past the reflection
Of outward things
Clothes, hair, the form flesh takes
The lines of the face, the structure of bone.
Look directly at me, True Self
Eye to eye, I see the reflection
Of my soul.
There is beauty there, and wisdom
Shame flees when Truth takes its power away.
When I look into the mirror and say,
I am not unacceptable.
I don't need to shatter the glass
To let this revelation out
My soul and I
Simply need to meet eye to eye.
© Melissa Pinol
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