The Mirror

I looked for my failings, and saw glorious history
I looked for my fears, and found my dreams
I looked for my scars, and witnessed my victories
I looked for torn fabric, and found mended seams

I hunted my demons, but found angels mild
I searched for dark clouds, but stayed in the sun
I looked in my eyes, and saw her child
I counted my losses, and found I had won

I breathed on the glass, but I wasn't obscured
I sought worthless lead, and found my heart gold
I tried self-damnation, and could not say a word
I looked through her eyes, and found my soul

August 10, 1998