The Mirror
If I stand for a while will I see you,
Looking back at me from the mirror?
I stand very still as a child
Mesmerised by the change and faces that come and go.
Old, young, man and woman.
They shade over my face and I see them there,
Looking back at me from the mirror.
How close you are,
Only an arms length away and yet I am not afraid,
Just fascinated by all the different people in the mirror.
A child that doesn’t question or turn away, not even a conversation
But a glimpse into the otherside of the veil or the mirror!
This is an example of me seeing Spirit people as a child, not afraid or baffled, just accepting it
as normal. A mirror is a very good way to see Spirit people.
Looking back at me from the mirror?
I stand very still as a child
Mesmerised by the change and faces that come and go.
Old, young, man and woman.
They shade over my face and I see them there,
Looking back at me from the mirror.
How close you are,
Only an arms length away and yet I am not afraid,
Just fascinated by all the different people in the mirror.
A child that doesn’t question or turn away, not even a conversation
But a glimpse into the otherside of the veil or the mirror!
This is an example of me seeing Spirit people as a child, not afraid or baffled, just accepting it
as normal. A mirror is a very good way to see Spirit people.
© 2024 Lesley Manning