Dory Previn wrote
'reflections in a mud puddle'
while St Paul in Corinthians
penned 'For now we see
through a glass, darkly,
but then face to face.'
It is the reflecter's
fault if he mirrors back
darkness.
The higher our souls'
frequencies
the more we can
true reality see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem