Into the Mirror
Once I thought that if you looked into a
mirror long enough,
you would be able to see into your soul
and for that one moment, you would
understand life.Once
I dreamed that if I stayed long enough
in the salty bliss of the ocean,
the world around me would stop
and I would be left in my place of fairy
tales.
Once I hoped that if I
held on long enough,
I’d never have to let go of the
things I cherish,
yet it seems I’ve had to let go.
It seems that of all
the things
I’ve thought, dreamed, or hoped,
only one has lasted on—
that my hopes, dreams, and
soul-searching,
will live only if I keep them.
I once stood in front
of a mirror,
and I searched for my soul,
and suddenly I realized
all I saw
was me.
—Rachael L. K.
King, Telford, Pennsylvania, is in ninth
grade at Indian Crest Junior High School.
At 69 years younger, she is the
grand-niece of Evelyn King Mumaw, author
in this issue of DSM of
"The Happy Day" and "When
Death Announces Its Nearness."
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