Mirror herO

If we cannot be ourselves, there is no need for a mirror.
—Author unknown

lately
you've been staring
in the mirror,
greatly
stung by glaring
waves of pain.
stately
once, your bearing    
for tomorrow,
saintly
was your daring
down the lane
when, with
childhood eyes, you
glimpsed the future,
no myth
seeming far too
grand for real.
no kith,
kin can rob you
of the pleasure
wherewith
youth of virtue
milks appeal.

hero
in the mirror,
quit your dreaming:
zero
can sleep borrow
from life's well.
hear o,
lest fate's arrow,
hope concealing,
fallow
make the grandeur
of your swell.
living
on the ground
shatters false mirrors;
giving
pound-for-pound
no mortgage makes.
sieving
lame from sound
sifts knaves from heroes,
leaving
purpose-bound
whom time awakes.

© Copyright 2020 March 08
by Clyve A. Bowen♫