My Mirror back to me

looking at the sight i see imagination

i sense so much to counquer within this world

other times I see the Good,Bad,ugly and indifference

the more i tend to reflect on the purpose

the other ways i pick up on the problems

sideways walking and running away

seem more safer than reaching out

for a hug

can I grab my attention back

into this moment and further

invite my mind into the now

and what happens when other

pictures come through this glass

and want to know why this or why that?

what happens when other dust turns up

and not everything can be wiped away clean?