Out Of Egypt

I need to look myself in the mirror more often To catch up with the lines drawn hard upon my face The image stuck inside my head is ten years off the mark Strong-jawed, slim-waisted youth Friended, sure, believing in the promise Still had dreams that hadn't been crushed. I need to see the difference Now Uncover the path from there to here The trail of tears the pain forgets. The secrets are hidden in the corner of the eye The strands of hair now out of place and gray The flesh compounded on the bone beneath the cheek… And somewhere in the riddle of the face behind the glass The sphinx answers, a stone heart Crumbles. ~ Laurence Overmire