The World Behind The Mirror

As I am writing

A bird is trying to go through glass

Wanting to go to the unexplored world of shadow

To go to the places inside the mirror

It keeps trying

Because it believes

That there is something else there

It sees a very different world exist there

It keeps trying

To reach the impossible

To break the glass of limitation

Because of everything in its vision

Everything observable

Sometimes doesn’t exist

At least not in our realm

That we can reach with our palm

While something invisible

Inside our chest

Is real for many

Like you, like me

An original by Mark Hiro.

Writing this whilst listening to Sia’s “Alive”.