When you look in the mirror
You see someone small…
You see a body too short
to see out high windows
Hands not strong enough to open doors
Legs that get tired when ‘over there’ is too far from ‘over here’.
But when I look in the mirror,
I see you and Me.
You in Me.
Me in you.
I see We!
What shall we do today, little one?
Come sit on My shoulders, from up here you can see…
Out windows,
Over fields,
Across dim valleys to brighter places that are waiting for our feet.
We can see into Forever.
Those stubborn doors?
No door can resist your hand on Mine,
So pick one!
We will go exploring.
It’s okay if your legs get tired,
we’ll use Mine.
When We look into the mirror, what do We see?
Light-Bearers who shatter darkness
Key-Holders who rescue captives
Love-Healers who fix broken hearts and lives
You in Me
Me in you…
WE
What shall We do today?
Dianne J. Wilson writes novels from her hometown in East London, South Africa, where she lives with her husband and three daughters.
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