In the mirror my image in reflection
Is what I see real or is it illusion and deception
What am I yet blinded to see
That lies in secret depths within me
What word now upon my soul be a darkening veil
When it is resolve and faith I justly hail
Taunts, taunts, no longer to hold domain
Healed be this heart, I longingly proclaim.
Orangetown, New York
Mariana in the South,1897, Oil on canvas, John William Waterhouse, British Painter, 1849-1917.