good morning

through the looking glass:the end

through the looking glass

proportions change.

from both sides

there is distortion.

details look huge

and out of perspective.

you move away

and try to look again.

memory and desire

mix in a glass

filled with snow water

and sparks from stars.

it is to leave it

on a table of stones,

near the sea,

and walk slowly

another way to light,

away from echoes,

feel the soft grass, the path

slowly opening for the dance