Why I Am Always Looking in the Mirror
Absolutely—here’s a poem titled “Why I Am Always Looking in the Mirror” based on your piece, echoing the depth and transformation at its core: Why I Am Always Looking in the Mirror (A poem on the journey of self-transformation) I look into the mirror—not for vanity’s grace, But to trace the shifting outlines of my face. Not the skin, the eyes, or lines that grow near— But the soul behind them, whispering clear. For deep within this silent stare, Lives the tale of change—raw and rare. A spark once lit from restless ache, A need to rise, to shed, … Continue readingWhy I Am Always Looking in the Mirror