Reflections Poem by Javier Falcon

As I walk he always follows me,
a person who follows very closely,
always watching everything I do.
Duplicating all my movements.

As I pace to the store around the corner,
in the glass mirror, he stands near.
As I sit her and look into your deep eyes,
He glances back every time.

As I walk past the frozen lake where I fell in love,
he strolls with me in the clear icing.
As I step in front of the mirror and yell,
and when I am done, he just stares at me.

The replication is just like me,
yet quite different, calm and quiet.
Seems to just observe my whole life,
Like if waiting for something.

Bringing fear in what I don't trust,
not knowing what is waiting within,
scared of what the truth might behold.
Yet curious of what I might find.

All I do is stand there and ask,
why are you here and decide to follow me.
Only to be answered with utter silence,
creating more tension among me and him.

As I realize nothing could be done,
him and I are quite different,
we live in absolute and complex realms,
None to give their ways or ideals.

As his is a world millions of years old,
yet reflects only the absolute truth,
keeping away from all the injustice in this domain.
Keeping a sane world apart from this chaos.