The Mirror Inside

This portrait Does it wink at me? Laugh at me, ridicule me over its eyes? The guy there in the portrait He wasn't ever kind to me! I felt a bit uneasy, Standing up, walked towards the window Pulled aside the curtains Moving back I sat on the sofa More light in the room More fresh air in... I felt more at ease It brought a smile to my face I watched the portrait once again I felt it was smiling at me this time! More openness, more ventilation More insight The mirror was inside my mind Now dust-free Veil-free too! Nov 24th,2020