Answer The Question Playing In My Mind.....Guess The Truth Within My Heart

Tonight I sit, ponder and wonder.  As I caste an image of questionable doubt.  Am I what people see me as and what that is I have a doubt.  An image of eluding light.  A glimpse of glittering spiraling sight.  A reflection off someone else's airs.  An uncapturing being with flowing hair.  A wondrous movement.  A bellowing sight.  A justified mirage of captivation and hype.  A spiritual voice with rhythmic usage.  A gentle being or perhaps just a diversion.  A breath of air every once in a while.  A sensuous taste, part of the experience.  A question, a verb, an it or a noun.  The thoughts within continue to spiritual down.  Until at last I escape into the silence.  The peace of what stands before me in conclusion.  No more thoughts just restful knowledge from the image that stares back at me.  The deep meaning within the pooling eyes.  Threads of evidence of wisdom and time.  Not hidden from view, nor portrayed in the open.  There for viewing if the one glimpsing is truthful.  Come a little closure.  Step to the side.  Look again do you see it this time?  Perhaps a guess but just in passing.  The truth is there if the time spent is longer then glancing.  No.  Perhaps not yet but in time.  The image will emerge  forth with a gentle pride.  Fore, all that is needed is deep inside.  Looking, waiting, giving time for when the glimpse is justified.  Still not pardoned, your guess is incorrect.  The question has changed and their isn't time for another attempt.  Movement is made on behalf of the one in the mirror.  Surrender....your thoughts.  Surrender....your fear.  Until the game is played again.  A standoff remains without a win.  The pattern replays itself again and again until persistence allows one with the truth to finally come in.  
~M