You passed through me in a dream,
Like leaves floating down stream.
I could see you in the shadows of the mulberry tree,
Where I was you,
And you were me.
Then as I looked into your eyes,
It came as no surprise.
That the mirror staring back at me,
Was a reflection that I longed to see.
A place familiar and sweet.
So whole and complete.
And finally,
I am free….