Mirrors of mysterious time
are brittle so brittle
they might shatter
at the sound of a stray shot
a howl a croak or a shriek
As you walk across
land sown with mines
be careful be wary
and upon the mirror of your heart
sketch a sun a star a moon
a rainbow and a blue twilight
So be careful be wary
and invite all the gazelles
the deers the nightingales
and the butterflies
Of the world to sing
with you songs of joy
songs of a violet
desire for life
and songs of hearts
Their mirrors are
made of steel
that never ever shattered
