Mind is a maze of mirrors, so I see only "I".
"Break them down", I tell myself, for there lay a wonderland beyond what my eyes can see.
Seeing the darkness, I thought it is new moon.
Only when I opened the windows of my heart, did I realize it's not even night.
Lost in the mundanity of life, I had lost track of blessings.
Only when everything dearest was taken away, in the ecstasy of pain, did I know the best is yet to come.
