© June 9, 2014 - Sherry Bach

Mystery Mirror

If mystery were a mirror

It would reveal reflections of you

Pieces of your jagged heart

Nothing anybody can do

To solve the broken glass

Melted into stone

Just to be hardened again

So you can be alone

The diamonds that glitter

In your eyes so bright

Tell me of a time before

I'm taken by their light

Almost as if I can't help it

But we both know that ain't true

If I could know any better

I would forget about you

To make the mistake of judgment

Thinking I'm right if I'm wrong

Is my ultimate embarrassment

The melody doesn’t fit that song

Coals that sit in fire

Get soft and float away

As ash picked up by the wind

To be used in a different way

The purpose of the morning

Begins another day

That doesn't stop the night from coming

There's nothing left to say

But when the sun returns again

It warms the air and awakes

Any sleeping memories

Waiting at the gaits

The gaits of hope and mystery

Don't work to realize

They hide the truth of strangers

When something in them dies