This poem conveys how, over time, our realization of who we are and what's important in life, ...and what's possible in life, becomes beautifully and wondrously clear.
COMING INTO FOCUS
As I wipe the steam from my mirror
In the morning of my years
The blurred vision of youth
Captures a luminescent illusion of perfection
As I wipe the steam from my mirror
Truth, previously concealed
Reveals a time-tarnished image
Blemished by broken dreams
And promises of passions yet fulfilled
As I wipe the steam from my mirror
I erase the slate of yesterday’s disappointments
Undaunted, my vision of tomorrow
Glistens with crystal clarity
As I wipe the steam from my mirror
I marvel at the magnificence of persistence
And smile as a picture perfect reality
Finally comes into focus
I often analyze myself while looking in the mirror. I relate to Sistah Joy's poem. "As I wipe the steam from my mirror/I erase the slate of yesterday's disappointments..." Nice.
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