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.