Not a mirror
If it is
Not a mirror
Than it is that what is
I recognise all of ‘you’
As the part of ‘myself’
Not yet recognised by I as my self
As long as we both see differently
As if in the mirror
There will be the time
Being certain of uncertainty
I welcome myself and you as the same truth
That is beyond the abundance of here and now
«“Wake up
There still is a time”
– Mirrors whispered...»*
24.X.17, 2+2=5 Christie St., Toronto
* English translation of a fragment from: Leszek A. Moczulski, ≤1977, Ikar, in: Marek Grechuta, 1977, Szalona lokomotywa, Pronit.