“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, thought like a child, reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways… For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face..” 1 Corinthians 13 (11-12)

When I was a child I looked into a spotless mirror,

My past behind me, my hopes and dreams in my frown,

And for my future, I just had to close my eyes.

As years went by, spots started appearing in that reflection,

Of disappointment, hurt, failed promises and a diminishing hope,

What I thought of love, I was unsure of then

What I thought of dreams, was after all just a dream

God was a bully and human life was just a big fat bag of suffering…

But I fell so hard one day that I had no choice but to get up,

When I looked up, there was that mirror again,

Spotless, clean and immaculate just the way I first saw it,

A hand picked me up and gently whispered secrets to me,

That love is pure, love is gentle and love is kind,

That what I thought it was before was right,

That dreams come true if you let go of the worldly things you find,

That the spots I saw were not in the mirror, they were actually in my eyes.