Within oneself, familiar friend resides,
In all respects and countenance, we coincide,
Gazing at our mirrored likeness, eye on eye,
Yet as strangers, separated by invisible veil.
To draw closer, face to face we stand,
With only a mirror, a Barzakh in between,
But dare I say, let the mirror shatter,
To unveil the unity, we need not the mirror.
In this revelation, where seer and seen dissolve,
True knowledge dawns, mysteries resolve,
Wisdom guides, the path clear of confusion
In unity embraced, devoid of delusion.
MyKoul
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