what do you see in the mirror?

Look in the mirror. What do you see?
Do you see the beauty you have become?
Look into the half full jug (of water). What do you see?
Do you see a half-filled jug or a half empty one?

What do you live for?
What pursues you? What nags at your mind? What is that thing that haunts you but you never want to think about?
What is that one thing you will rather drown with other noises but if need be, you package it well in presentation.
And at the end, still feel like a fraud, deep down yet trying to soothe your wounded being.

Easily missed; almost too conspicuous for comfort;
A loud ovation and a warm and giving heart …
You never can do things half-way. Rather, your back will be bent until you have it all done.
You work hard at not letting yourself and those around you down…you never set your standard below those high expectations.
And it does work for you….and it has become you. Everyone knows and refer to you in that regard. It is you.

You enter into a place and the whole place lights up;
You are the one person everyone expects to have around to spice up every boring moment and lift the faintest of spirits.
You are one person everyone would love to get his attention and the one everyone runs to for solace.
You are the one who no one cares to wonder about what’s going on under the surface because of the assumption that you have it all.
You have a large flock that seems can’t have enough of you…

Yet when everything goes quiet, your heart wrenches in sobs
For nothing fills the void within.
And no one sees the missing link…
And no one hears your cry for help.
Constantly, you reach out, that maybe you will find…
And you give that perhaps, you may be blessed with wholeness in turn…
You hope -and hope is good- that you find it that you seek for.
It is there…
Love.