Mirrors in Motion
The words you speak, the way you stand,
The kindness offered with an open hand,
The anger flung like stones at night,
All are windows to your inner light.
The hurried frown, the bitter tone,
The gaze that cuts to flesh and bone—
They do not bloom from empty air;
They sprout from seeds you're growing there.
A soul at peace moves soft and slow,
It plants warm gardens where it goes.
A heart at war will leave behind
Fields of ash and broken minds.
You cannot mask it with a smile,
Not fool the world for very long;
The truth will leak through every mile,
Through every whispered word and song.
For actions are reflections true,
Of battles lost or love renewed;
The outer world a painted skin,
Of storms or suns that rage within.
So tend your spirit like a flame,
Feed it hope and not just blame;
For every step, for every cry,
Reveals the world you hold inside.
About the Creator
Gabriela Tone
I’ve always had a strong interest in psychology. I’m fascinated by how the mind works, why we feel the way we do, and how our past shapes us. I enjoy reading about human behavior, emotional health, and personal growth.
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I loved it. It made me want to cry.
Beautiful!!!
It feels like 'be true to self'.
Such a captivating poem and well writte, good luck.
good job
tend your spirit like a flame,, feed it hope and not just blame; - I especially loved this bit 😁 Well done on your T.S.!
To be or not to be - You are what you think! So true - congrats on a great piece!
Wow powerful and deep. Congratulations on top story.
All friends, Feel free to join with me, and I will join for you. Let's connect and love.
so very true and so well written. congratulations on TS
Beautifully worded. The line “They do not bloom from empty air” felt particularly poignant
Your poem is a strong reflection on how our inner state shapes the world around us. Thanks for sharing it. Congratulations on your Top Story!
I can feel every lines...