Afterimage

The mirrors of suffering are made of glass, water, and metal.
The mirror of the soul is found in the ones around us.
As a tree dances to its own music,
Accompanied by an invisible current,
The soul dances to the eternal silent hymn.
Love beckons us to dance,
For if we dance,
We do not die.

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