Mirror Poem by jose sarang

Mirror
With a carved cedar frame
Hangs on the wall like a cross
Hangs
Above the rack
Where, the hundred years of solitude I kept
It smiles
Cries and wipes the tears
Keep silent and glimpses in the moonlit night
And then wraps himself in grey white
Mirror reflects
The summer hangs it's sword on the olive
Rose in white covers the graves
The dawn and dusk weep with the streams
The night
The light
The death
The birth
And then the sun drowns in the crimson waves
Mirror shrouds himself in a grey white and sleeps
I was worried about the same views on my mirror
And it's whispers
I change the from west to east
I wiped it's face
Hanged between the two, two crosses
Mirror reflects
The creator with wounded ears hang on the other wall
I see the the Sunflower
And a smile goes out through the door opened
A childs smile
And hundreds of children walk, carrying heaven on their little shoulders
They walk
Homeless
The sands wrap their dreams in a farewell song
Mirror open it's wings
And falls in a fraction of second
Falls like the veil
And shattered like a cry
Shattered like the fallen tears drop
Hundreds of cries
Hundreds of rainbows
And the sun paints hundreds of little cries
On the little mirrors
Mirror reflects the rainbows fades
Broken mirror lies
Like the life;
A smile between the hidden knives and a cross