Reflections

The bottom of my cup

An instant looking glass

Do I see

A stranger

Or someone

I deeply love

It seems like something

I want to contemplate

Is it because of the

Weather

Date and time of month

Perhaps just one of those

Melancholy days

The window in this room

Reflects two of me

Eyes blurred

A frowning face

I see

Is it perhaps

A true reflection

My current reality

Living now

Yearning after what can be

Chasing a liberation

I have long-ago

Achieved

The computer screen responds less honestly

Only a blur

My eyes can see

Bright the inflection nevertheless

Insight still leaves me

Feeling blessed

Why on earth

Do I feel this stressed

Surely very little to ever regret

Life can only be lived

Step by step

Occasionally I cannot help but wonder

Whose shoes

Did I today get?

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-03-21