Slowly she became all the things she professed to detest. Primarily because she’d neglected to look in the mirror for fear of what she would see there.
But this was not her ultimate being. Oh no, she would evolve and transcend the words and seasons which governed her change.
She would become all that she’d kept her eyes firmly on even as she
fell and rose…. and rose and fell.
She would be changed and something else.
But now a mirror stands before her,
mocking her past decisions and beckoning her deepest fears to seat themselves in her mind.
She wishes she shut her eyes but she needed them to be open to see the path she would take.
But most of all,she wanted to see the result of everything, on the day she would achieve all she had set her mind and actions to.
And so she kept them open.