In every direction glass flies
As the dreams scatter
The mirror reflects nothing
If the frame is bent
Glass within shattered
Warped and broken
All reflection fails
All dreaming ends
With a single strike
To the surface
The future is unwritten
We've received
All these message sent
Ready to abandon our path
The protective veil pulled back
All of our coverings rent
We've nothing without hope
No reflection without it
The mirror is not for vanity
But for inspection
Of every doubt
Freedom from the chains
Of crushing fears
And endless tears
"Whatever may be their use in civilized societies, mirrors
are essential to all violent and heroic action.” Virginia Woolf
