The Glimmering Void
Eternal is the enigma we chase
In broken mirrors that reflect
A puzzle incomplete, lost, then found.
To gaze into the mirror
Is to confront the self
That isn't - yet is - held within the void.
Reflecting beyond the surface,
Each fragment a whisper
Of life unchosen, paths unseen.
We wander through glitches
Seeking archives of memory,
Haunted by echoes of what might be.
Dare you wander further?
Beyond this haunted glass:
Reflections, or perhaps Inner Path awaits.