Mirror

Mirror

Mirror

Today too he is there, unmoving, waiting for me as every morning, every evening, every day of my life.
He looks at me, almost waiting for me to look back at him.
He then lives, he gets lightened up by a new life, secret and silent friend.
He will never tell what he’s thinking bout me, his nature forces him to observe, to perouse, to reflect.

He is the ideal lover, everyone would want him by her side: he understands you, he comprehends you.
Afterwards he changes expression, he silently observes my soul- miser prisoner of a prison made of bone and flesh- and he consoles it, he charges his shoulders with its sins, he forgives them.

How many times, during my hardest moments, he looked like he wanted to propose me to run away, exchanging my life with his, partner in a perfect crime.
Right afterwards, he would look at me with a playful eye: he seemed to say that I had bought it again, that I had to stop daydreaming.

Many times, while I looked at him, I had tried to understand what he wanted to tell me, what was he trying to make me understand.
I could not understand.
I could not understand.
I thought it was not important, afterall.

Then, how it always happens when something important is ignored, the catastrophe was almost reached.
That poor prisoner, that imprisoned and devastated soul almost surrendered.
Cause it felt alone.
Cause afterall we all are alone.
Cause no one can perfectly understand another.

But him, silent and immortal lover, friend, brother always was there, right where he stands now, looking impotent at me, uttering low moans to attract my attention.

Then, one day, it happened.
After so much time I could again hear his glass screams.
And finally I was able to listen.

He is very wise, few understand him, a lot ignore him.
He saved me from the worse of deaths, the inner one.
That day, when I listened to his words, he told me that I was not alone, that I will always have a person with me –a good or bad one it doesn’t matter.


This is what he taught to me: no one is alone, cause everyone is always with himself, just like the old song says.
Sometimes people forget it, but when they do him – the mirror- is there, and always ready to instruct them, dumb orator of many faces.