Mirror of the Unworldly

Pupils dilate
Staring into the reflection
Gazing through the pupil and into the being
There is something else inside
Something that I am still discovering
Something unworldly

Amazingly Terrifying
Petrifying
Mortifying

Without movement and without thought
Realizing there is so much more
Much more meaning
Much more purpose
Much more good and much more evil

Something unworldly is looking back
Looking through the pupil
Gazing at this mundane existence
Flaunting its existence within

Still resistance
coexistence
distance

Without clarity and without certainty
Realizing there is so much more
Much more power
Much more wonder
Much more grace and much more condemnation

Something unworldly is looking back
Gawking at humanities understandings
Paralyzing my mind and movements
Hiding its existence