Mirrored Beings Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

‘…You have lion's eyes…
You have a glow…'

I have found the dwelling of my spirit:
in your presence;
and all I knew, vanished;
reviving a new being inside me—
my true being
I have long dreamt to find;
emerging
from the depths of my depths,
standing before me, face-to-face—
in your mere presence!

I have become dependent on you:
for you were the portal
to my own profundity of spirit—
the mirror to my own soul.
So I have become a stalker,
in search for its phantom:
I suffocated you with my obsession,
and then…then I start running away
from you—from my own self,
in hope that I may save myself
from Myself.

Yet you were constantly with me—
possessing me, beckoning at me;
so, I have abandoned Myself for myself;
and the other part of you,
which was You—I neglected it,
hurt it, mocked it;
and yourself was running away with Myself
to catch me
and to dispossess me of my being.

I was a fugitive, trying to escape the truth,
consoling in a lie;
the lie of whatever my reality was made of—
the imaginary walls
I have built around me all my life—
and you have found me,
and intrude into my dwelling:
in searching for Yourself.