Reflection,

It's reciprocity's mirror
Of alternate realities
Which gives the glance that guarantees
To make this dear life clearer,
And the portal between the two
Is the wavelet surface ripple
Showing, like a participle,
What we should or should not do.
But if to this a man is blind
His soul will ever steep in hate
And his definition most unkind
Of what is, and, what is not great.
It's the golden rule to unbind
Great apes from an unkind fate!