mirror mirror, on the wall, see what i see, reflections, imaged, shoes a mile in, path well worn, familiar, but only from the stands, not someplace i thought i'd ever know, i'd ever get to, i'd ever see from this side of the lens, fishbowls and goldfish, and reasons once clouded by pain and sadness, that fog of fear and doubt and uncertainty lifted, and i see now, i understand, to give up so much, to turn away from comfort, to run from security, leave the friendly confines, to escape, to be challenged, to run free, to frolic, to expand, contract, expand, contract, breath in, breath out, amid the soft gentle breeze, infinite endless and boundless lessless, running free, but i understand now, and find no fault, find no wrong doing, and some things weren't just meant to be, were just meant to not be, were never meant to just well, joust, blaring of horns and trumpets, fanfare, and done