A Thousand Mirrors – #Poetry of the #NaturalWorld – BooknVolume
A thousand mirrors whisper, speak, Like ancients crying from the past, Enticing visions—bold and meek— Where mystic elves once strode, steadfast. Before the ship of the setting sun Clasped them in its loving arms, A journey endless had begun, Life bereft of all their charms. A thousand mirrors waiting, bleak, Longing for their master’s hand,…