Stared I, at the good plane mirror,
Looked I like a ragged boy lacking life's mirror.
Beseeched I, "O lord, why did thee bring me to Earth like this?
"While every man on Earth is happy, why can't I give a sigh of bliss?"

I am ragged, poor, ugly and bulimic...
And I'm like a frozen river in the arctic.
Then came a voice, so sweet and so soothing,
Closer to me, it was moving.

Said the intimate voice, "One is born not without a cause"
I stood on my nerves and turned my head without a pause!
"Here, behind you", said the soft and gentle voice,
And this was a grand moment to rejoice!

There stood my sweet mother, whose dolorous funeral I'd attended.
But she wasn't standing! It was her portrait in the mirror so splendid!
Said she, "One is born, not without a cause,
"Your own life will lead you to find that cause.

"Be discouraged, and that golden path will be covered with darkness,
"Be courageous, and the golden path will start emitting in your life, brightness.
"Learn to embrace your true self, my son,
"And you'll grow to be wise and you'll shine like the son!"

Slowly, the picture started fading away,
Ran I to the mirror, but too late was I.
The sweet portrait of my mother had already faded away.
Tears rolled down my eyes, tickling my delicate cheeks.

Thought I, "Was that my instinct, or...or was it just a mere imagination?
"Was it a sudden miracle, or...or was this a mere little dream?
"Whatever it was, the message was clear to me,
Determined was I, to learn to embrace my true self.