I see you standing behind
me, reflecting the happiness
in our faces. Once a friend
said he looked
in the mirror
and saw someone
else. Some
evil from
a past life, or specter
manifesting
out of darkness,
its image replacing his face.
I shrugged,saying
I did not
know what he meant,
or why
he would see such a
thing.
Maybe he was messing with
me,
as he did like to make me feel
uncomfortable. Or maybe he was
just
one of those folks who saw
through the veil to the wanton
malevolent stuff.
But now, it’s
clear to me there's nothing but
love entering our field from
beyond,
and it reflects as
clear
delightful light.
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