The Reflection

I looked at me in the mirror today
a strange feeling creeping up my spine
I was not I ,  and I knew not me
in the mirror who was he ?

He was not what I thought I was
so strange and different because
his features, his style , tastes, and interests too
not what I thought , I liked and  desired

He seemed weak and sad, but not too bad
but I was strong and happy, and not too sad
was that he , me ? I am afraid ,  to find out !
I tried to reach out ,  to touch and feel !

I looked at me in the mirror again
strange feeling still crawling up my spine
how can I be he, so different he was from me !
so pale, and gaunt, and so unsure was he !

The reflection kept silent, no  answers forthcoming
but true answers the mirror did give somehow
I was he, who stared back at me from the mirror
Wake up, time to get strong, be happy, and be brave !

Mahesh Laxman

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