The Secret Mirror
by Buddah Moskowitz
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I am the secret mirror
that reflects
only your soul
so the filigree of wrinkles
the doughy skin
the graying crown
do not show
but I discern things
most others do not see
while I reflect your every weakness
regardless of size
and forgive you
I also
collect your every kindness
regardless of size
and exalt you
I witness your unconfined joy
at the first snowfall
and I see the breath
caught in your throat
two-thirds of the way through
Barber’s “Adagio for Strings”
I know your loneliness
and send reassuring prayers
I see your decision to love
despite a lifetime of
contrary arguments
and laud you
I exist to reflect more
than just the
random kindness of strangers
but rather the
eternal continuum of love
in all forms
found in you
I am always with you
in different guises
waiting in silence
for recognition
and in your most
noble and divine moments
it is impossible to conceal
your beauty
and I want everyone to see
especially you
I am always here
waiting to show you
how beautiful you are
waiting to give you
a Christmas present
every day of the year.
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