All to ourselves
All to ourselves
we have all generations
and they us
:- Doug.
This reflection is not inside the glass nor outside. Where then?
Conversation is a looking glass
showing us free of our isolation
and its loads to carry
without taking from us
our quirks runny nose and scar
We too are mirrors one to the other. As these three mirrors turn, as images play and blend, this theater of relativity, it begins to dawn, plays out for us our malleability in the face of the grandchildren of our grandchildren, the next of the next—and theirs.
:- Doug.
