Do you gird yourself to hide?

From whom do you veil your essence?

Are you arrayed greater and more beautifully,

To cover a darkness within?


When humanity passes you by,

To what are they a witness?

Do you harbor that realest of you,

And display only what may be acceptable?


Something inside you, a part of you cowers,

Fearing that it maybe be discovered.

Is this an evil, a hole in your character,

That must never be unleashed?


Could it be the part that you hide,

Those deepest recesses of your mind,

Thoughts you believe should never come to light,

Are the basest of men even the real you?


Is that precious soul part god and devil,

Fetched in equal portions from heaven and hell?

A disparate being simply existing,

Never to be revealed?


Reject psychoanalysis, embrace you.

A reflection awaits you if only you will look.

Neither beast nor man exists in perfection.

All you will see when you look is you.


Truth is, you may simply fear the vision,

That person peering back at you.

Acquiesce for this is that true you,

Who shall you fear in this pursuit?


Begin to exhume this person you’ve buried.

Ungird and reveal to the world,

Who they have been missing, the genuine you,

Bare all and free yourself to live life.



About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on August 4, 2014, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. It’s being able to look in the mirror, because the mirror gives a perfect reflection back – not the reflection you want others to see, but the real you. If you polish the mirror of your life every day, the mirror of your environment will also be polished.

    • I agree completely! We are who we are deep down. Sometimes we not only show what we want to show but we also see only what we want to see when we look in the mirror. Thanks for the reblog! It’s great to meet you!

      • Many times it is hard to face yourself. it can be very painful

        • As we grow older (I can attest to this either fortunately or unfortunately) we are forced to look at ourselves as we are for better or worse. We have to see exactly who is staring back at us and come to grips with who and what we are. It happens eventually.

          • I hope so, John. Some people are cruel and can’t see it. They think they are justified. They don’t even see themselves as being cruel but their actions prove otherwise. A lot of family is like that. They seem to have even more special permission to be extra special cruel. But we can’t change other people We can only change how we react to them. Sometimes I wish the mirror was ‘t quite so confessed n

            • There are times we simply have to be ourselves at the risk of losing people close to us. If they reject who we are, then it is ultimately too unhealthy to spend time with them. Sad but true.

              • I know. I had to make the choice to let go of my family, a rather large one, except for my mother that live in my home state I moved back to 5 years ago. Turns out they aren’t so nice and my presence was a threat I think. It was a hard decision, but i got tired having rocks thrown at me. You can’t pick your family, but being family doesn’t mean you have to be friends and i got burnt out on trying.

          • Oops last sentence spell check got weird

  2. Reblogged this on Watch and Whirl and commented:
    I have often talked about mirrors, and you can read my reply to him at his site. You can never lie to your reflection. You can pretend to people who don’t know you, but you can never get away from the person you know yourself to be. In ages past there were no glass mirrors. Only mirrors made of metal, brass, and it tarnished, so to see your reflection it had to be polished. If you want to see the clear – bare – reflection of your inner life, you have to polish your life every day, without pretending, or lying to yourself. Gradually you can lay bare your life, with no pretending to others that you are someone you are not.

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