In the Mirror
Pain came to mind
But not to heart
In my chest was only
The small still voice
Of unconditional Love.
I cannot believe they convinced me
That Awareness gets jealous
I cannot believe they convinced me
That God was someone else.
For the first time, I worry
That I may have hurt my enemies
And I am surprised to learn
That I have forgiven them.
In the mirror,
I see only that which sees
I like what I see
And so does he
So we set up chairs
Cross our legs
And behold in each other
That in which we abide
Within ourselves.