The Reflection

Once upon a time, a little girl lived.

In her own little world, dancing, playing, building new dreams.

Her bubble was so protected, so pure, so pristine.

She felt like Alice in her own wonderland.

Happy, glee, free she was.

There wasn't anything that could pull her down.

She rejoiced, celebrated her own being,

Her guts, her strength, the undeniable lively living.

This was the way a girl was. Everything reminded her of the beauty of the world. 

She had this strong connection to the sky, to the stars, to the moon, to the magnificent sunlight. 

She knew that the world was her stage and she could perform and she could turn a new leaf by turning the page.

She had this security, this sense of self, never taught to her but it was her main act. 

A time came when she spread her wings and flew, to different locations, to places anew. 

She wasn't in her bubble anymore, she had to prove herself no matter where she goes. 

And there were all kinds of people she thought were her friends, but they only wanted to put her flight to an end. 

She never understood this envy, it made her sad as she only wanted what was good and everywhere, that joy should spread. 

There were times when her judgment failed her, and again she was put to a test. 

Never giving up, she kept trying day in and day out, to find firm ground and stand tall. 

The lessons came pouring on her in sizes big and small, it felt it came to a never-ending fall. 

The dreams turned to nightmares, her energy lowering, the undeniable liveliness was wavering. 

As she stood in front of her mirror one day, the image in the mirror had a lot to say. She couldn't recognize her own reflection, there was no more affection. The girl in the mirror pitied the girl. It seemed like those were different persons looking at each other.

The mirror questioned,

"What happened to you? where is the girl who daily dreamed a dream new?

Where is the girl who smiled through everything? Where are the eyes who never cried while sleeping?

My heart aches to see you like this? Is the wonder of life about to finish?

Have you lost all your faith and hope...and dreams? Why do I here those eyes scream?

Scream of pain, scream of hurt, and sad thoughts? What happened to the girl 'how to fight' who taught?

Why, O why, don't I recognize you, the reflection of who am I? Why have you given up, why not once again you try?"

The girl realized what the reflection was telling her, a tear came out, off the cheek it fell. 

It wasn't a tear of sadness, but of self-realization, she felt.

Her reflection had changed over time, over circumstances, but never she realized how drastic it was.

She pulled herself up, and let what was to be what was.

Yes, it took her some time to rebuild herself once again, 

yet she was adamant to break the chain.

She found out that sadness only hurt and broke her into a million pieces,

She glued them back up and focussed on things through which her happiness increases.

She flourished again and became that person again,

to which her mirror said, "Welcome back, it's our gain,

Let's do things which help in making us flourish,

Let's no more revisit what serves us no benefit".

She once more felt, the connection to the sky, as she was limitless as was that sky. She had new hopes, new dreams, a new faith in herself. The girl was once more, her real self.