Empty Mirror

Space to the mirrored eye,

Time to the artery,

Eros to Agape’

Ecstasy to enstasy.

The silver passage between

The external and the internal,

A perfect building

Of stillness rising into

The architecture of the Original Face

Unfathomable absorption in stillness

Gazing into my face in a mirror,

Into my eyes, into my pupils

Further and further into absorption

Until my face disappears

From the surface of the mirror

And my mind is saturated in silver,

Saturated by the blindness of a mirror

The intensity of my gaze increases

As the assemblages of my mind and body

Scale to a higher octave 

And I vanish in the silver of non-reflection.

The stillness like a rippleless lake

Until I cannot gaze any further, too saturated

By my absence throughout the mirror,

Only my Original Face gazing at me

Until all I am able to feel is the enstasy of

Space to the mirrored eye,

Time to the artery

Eros to Agape’