A broken mirror has no meaning
But what imagination makes
It just reflects a fractured image
Of this ever-changing face
-a.r.
Painting: Shattered Image by Kimberly Gerry Tucker
~ by April on December 1, 2014.
Posted in Body, God, Humanity, Meditation, Poetry, Writing
Tags: Alice, Anatta, Anicca, Belief, Body, Change, creativity, Dukkha, Imagination, Impermanence, Looking glass, meditation, Mind, Mirror, No-self, poetry, Self, Superstition
Beautiful. Short, sweet and very true. 🙂
Thank you…yes sometimes fewer words are better. Great to see you here reading and commenting.
My painting Shattered Image, self portrait is paired nicely with the poem. Thank you for posting my painting. 🙂
Thank you. I hope you don’t mind. I try to credit all the art I post with my poetry. If it is not ok, please let me know and I will respect your wishes and remove it.
I’m flattered. That particular painting is on the cover of an Art of Autism book. Thanks for posting it 😉