The mirror of our souls

My actions are the mirror of my heart
And what I do to others makes my soul.
But myopic,narrow gaze can wreck at start
The chance of growing to a greater whole.
Sometimes we think we look without
But see projections of live fantasy.
We do not like to linger long in doubt
Fearful of what true sight will make us see.
We love a person whom we do not know.
we fit them to a picture in our mind
and if the fit is wrong we feel a blow
As if the world itself has been unkind
We must do work to help us truly be.
Perception’s just the Latin word for see

About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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