What She Sees

A buffet of blue sky, Lake Koronis, Minnesota
What She Sees

She gazes at the mirror, a fabric 
of steam shrouds her view, 
but there it is: the velvet 
of her long black hair, the oval gemstone 
of her face, the soft tapers 
of her almond eyes, the wild sweet berries 
of her cheeks, the wet red rose petals 
of her lips.
She’s 18, her blood flows in love with abandon to the sea…She’s 25, her heart beats a song she dances entwined in love…She’s 31, her arms spread wings of a just-bathed bird grabbing sunlight…She’s 47, her wisdom wafts the scent of apple pie cooling…She’s 59, her passion pours onto canvas in colors and shapes uniquely hers…She’s 68, her life spreads a buffet of nothing but blue sky…

Still staring into the glass, her reflection 
emerges through the lifting fog 
of her hot bath, her eyes adjust 
to the silver sparkle of her hair, the crow’s feet 
at the edges of her eyes, the skin 
near her chin weighed down by all that living. 
And she smiles 
embracing all the shapes of joy. 

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