Face in a mirror 
Life in a vise
Bathing in waters
Of human delights

Tears in the window
Watching the snow 
Trembling with spasms
Of what you now know

Fear is the nurturing 
Of unrealized life
Killing the soul
With a sharp pointed knife

Look at the lady
Deep in her soul
Hold her heart gently 
And life you will know 

© Paul Viel 2000