We are made 

Of 

Meaning

Minerals

Mirroring

Of these 

We weave

Stories

Of admiration 

Of disdain

Of compassion

We see ourselves

Through 

Waters rippled surface

Glass’s wavering lines

Other’s veiled eyes

From these refractions

We gather 

Pieces 

To blend with 

Our own vision

To see 

Ourselves home

To know 

Ourselves whole