I had a mirror a shining mirror
Emblazoned with rubies and diamonds
With emeralds
With delicate jade
I kept it hidden where I kept my heart
Guarded over by seven willows
Watched over by seven mourning swans
What will I do if they shatter my mirror
What will I do if they shatter my song
How will I prolong this cygnet life
Lord God carry me out of the disasters
Lord God mend my broken name
My mirror they have shattered
And I have wept like rain
Facing the other way now
In a fractured daze
I contemplate with anguish
The bewildering maze
That we call life on earth
And pray and pray
For a second birth
As for Your return.
mary angela douglas 7 march 2024
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